This holiday weekend marked O's first Thanksgiving, his turning 1 month, and his first trip to Disneyland (Squeal!!!)...
I was sooooo excited!
I freely admit that I am a ginormous cornball, so I love holidays, and "firsts", and sentimental "moments."
He slept through the majority of all of these monumental events.
Sigh.
ANNNNNND, my husband made fun of me for crying because he turned a month.
IT'S A WHOLE MONTH! Already!
(While warned, I was NOT prepared for the rate of growth that goes on...)
Also, I know this will be a shock, but I am officially a mother. Who knew, right?
So, we're at D-land and it's time for the baby to take a bottle. I pull out the water to fill his bottle and it's super cold.
I don't want to give it to him this way, because it'll hurt his little belly, but how can I warm his bottle?
Where's a warm spot to stash it for a few minutes?
Wait....Cleavage!
That's right kids, I warmed my son's bottle by sticking it in between my cleavage.
(I'm a total shoo-in for Mother of the Year for SURE.)
Oh, theose heartwarming holiday memories are already being made....
2 comments:
Dude. My mom warmed EVERYTHING like that. Okay, okay...to be fair, it's not like she warmed our hands like that, but if we needed to take medicine, needed to have eye drops, or when my sister needed to have a bottle, it'd always be warmed up between her boobs.
It wasn't until just now that I thought that anyone else might think that that was abnormal.
Hmmppph.
Love it Court! I warmed her bottles in between my thighs, is that worse? You could also ask any restaurant for a hot cup of water and hold the bottle in it for a little while (a lot of coffee places have this, there's gotta be somewhere at D-land with hot water).
You're awesome, I'm so glad you are loving being a mommy so much. It's true, they grow so fast, as much as I hate to say it. But each stage just seems to get more and more fun. Well, I don't have a teenager yet so I can say that :).
Love you!
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