milk

Our sweet baby turned 4 months old this week.  He is a great eater.  Where Max and Maya would take 30-45 minutes to bottle feed expressed milk that took 30 minutes to pump (until they learned to breast feed at 3-4 months old), Trent drinks straight from the source and is done in 15 minutes or less.  Even though Trent is fast, I spend a good portion of my time feeding him.  Max and Maya have a lot of questions about breast feeding, and it ends up being a frequent topic of conversation and also pretend play.

Often at nap time, they will both find a doll or stuffed animal to nurse to sleep.  A couple of weeks ago in church, Max was trying to breastfeed Maya's doll and loudly said, "Mom!  I can't find my boobie!".

Since Trent was born, I have (almost) given up dairy.  It seems to upset his stomach and gives him nasty diaper rash.  When I feel like the desire to eat ice cream, I think of his poor red bottom and I usually am able to control myself.*  So I drink boxed soy milk.  Lonnie drinks whole milk, and Max and Maya drink powdered milk (just in an effort to save money).  So everyone in our house has their own kind of milk: Lonnie - "blue" milk, Alisa - "box" milk, Max and Maya - "jug" milk, and Trent - breast milk.

Last week, we were checking out at the grocery store.  Max and Maya were in the cart with Trent in the front carrier, when Max said rather loudly, "Mom, is that breast milk?".
To which I replied, "No, it is soy milk."
Getting louder, "But Mom, don't you drink breast milk?"
"No sweetie, I drink soy milk because regular milk upsets Trent's tummy."
Maya now even louder, "No Mom! You only drink breast milk because Trent only drinks breast milk!"
Me trying to quiet them both down, "Yes, this is special milk for mommy that won't upset Trent's tummy".


*Thankfully they don't sell Blue Bell Ice Cream in New Zealand.  I practically lived off of it while I was nursing Max and Maya as I was convinced it converted directly to breast milk.