Saturday night was our first night away from Dylan. We had a wedding to go to, so we dropped Dylan off at my parents around noon on Saturday and picked him up around the same time on Sunday. I thought I would be a mess and Dylan would be a disaster since he’s just beginning with the separation anxiety phase, but I was wrong! 🙂
I’ll start with what did go wrong. Dylan refused to take a bottle for the ENTIRE 24 hours I was gone. I’m not talking about formula, I did my best to pump and store up enough bottles for a 24 hour period and it’s not like he’s never taken a bottle of breast milk before, but I guess I’ve spoiled him over the last couple of months with exclusive bfing. Then, on top of that, Dylan has two new teeth coming in and is a little on the fussy side, so it was a sleepless night for everyone :/
As for what went well: thankfully he’s now seven months old and a pro at eating solids, so my mom and sister added the milk to his food and gave him water in his little no-spill cup and he was on pretty good behavior most of the time!
And what about me? I actually had a good time interacting with other adults! It was really nice to have time with my husband having fun without having to worry about getting home to the baby. My only concern was pumping so I wouldn’t lose my supply, but I didn’t have to worry about storing it since I’d have plenty of time to store up more when we got home, so I just pumped-n-dumped at the end of the night and in the morning!
Here’s a picture of our little family before we left:
On another note, I know the radio silence on my blog has been a little excessive the past week, but I plan to be on here a little more in the coming week. I’ve had to back off my online time to try and catch up around the house, but I am almost caught up (or at least my version of caught up :))!