Last bottle ever!!!
This past week has been a struggle, I'm not gonna lie. I am glad I threw the remainder of the bottles in the trash as well because I am not quite sure I would have made it.
But I think that we have crossed over and I am so happy. I know it's so important for her to drink her formula, but on days that she was really refusing to drink and eat I got so upset. Upset, that she has PKU, upset that I had to give her this liquid that is more important than food. There where moments I just got so frustrated I didn't know what to do. I realized on day two that with holding food until she drank was not the way to go.
Breeze 1, Mom, 0.
So then I started to feed her, meaning she ate food then I gave her her 'big girl cup' and slowly she started to drink, the less I stressed the more she wouldn't fight it. Have I ever said being a Mom is the hardest thing I've ever done? Well it is. I thank God everyday for my girls and for the patience to be the best Mom I can be. It's frickin hard.
This is what was left at the end of the night