No Bottle Please

The other day I had an appointment to get my hair cut at 3:45. Carter ate at 1:00 and when I picked Monte and Hunter up from school at 3:10, I realized I wasn't going to have enough time to nurse Carter. He eats every 2 1/2 to 3 hours.

For some reason the first week of his life Carter wouldn't nurse on the left side. Who knows? So I pumped on that side until he decided it was okay.

So I told hubby that if Carter was hungry, instead of making him suffer, dethaw some of the breast milk and try giving it to him in a bottle. That didn't happen. He refused to even try to drink out of the bottle. He just kept pushing the nipple out with his tongue.

I know it was only 4 hours until he got to eat again, nothing life threatening, but it makes you feel bad that your baby was screaming for an hour because he needed you.

But it secretly made me happy that nothing but me will do :)