So last night I had plans with my friend Julie to go out for some wine & also to go to a preview of a play at the local Playhouse. Cheap date as Tuesdays are half price wine night & the play was free! Whohooo!
Because the last time I left August (for one hour to go to the grocery store) was a disaster because August wouldn't take formula, I pumped for a couple of days to make a stockpile for Tuesday night. I wouldn't let him down this time!
I met Julie around 6pm and by 6:45 my phone was ringing & I was receiving frantic texts about August freaking out. He started screaming around 6:07 (not that he was paying attention) & wouldn't stop. I was in the restaurant & couldn't hear so I didn't answer the phone but I knew how it would go.
Once outside I called Steve & heard the mayhem in the background. Part of me just wanted him to figure it out & handle it but the other part of me knows how stressful it is & how non-stop screaming can make you go crazy.
I rushed home (I wasn't too far from the house) & quickly nursed August til he calmed down. He WOULD NOT take a bottle for Steve. He would take a bottle from ME but not from Steve. Great. Steve had called his Mom to come over & she got there when I was there. He wouldn't take a bottle for her either.
Finally he was calm enough & I raced back to the theater (the show was great, by the way!!)...
When I got home Steve, his Mom & his brother were all at our house. August apparently cried & carried on for 90% of the night. Awesome. Apparently (!) we need to teach August that it's okay to be fed by someone else.
I feel bad. I mean, I feel bad that it was a stressful night last night. I feel bad that I missed out on my 'night off,' I feel bad that the nursing is going so well & it's screwing up any chance of me taking a break.
I guess I will continue to pump & we'll start having Steve fed August at least one bottle every evening so he gets used to it. I hope that works.