We have contributed to the sippy cup market @ rate of one per quarter if you consider that he has had/has 5 sipper cups and is not yet 18 months old! We have the ones with straws, ones that are like a bottle, ones that have cars and SpongeBob and Patrick. Only SpongeBob and Patrick have disappeared with regular cleaning. Pat on the back to DT and me! ;-)
We figured its high time RK started milk in a sipper. Why? Because at the 18 month checkup we will need to fill out a form that asks if he has switched and what we are doing for it, because his daycare caregiver suggested that it is time, because all(OK, most) of our friends kids are off the bottle! Is that enough pressure or what?
Here is how it went or it is going I should say:
Saturday AM:
DT and I sang, danced, cajoled, threatened, bribed, pleaded, shouted, time out etc etc in a 30 min session where half of normal morning milk volume was consumed. The rest was mixed with cereal and I even conceded to letting him ride his car around the yard while he had breakfast!
Saturday noon:
Post lunch we had to drive to see a dear friend's new born, in the movement of the car and with sleep coming on RK had half of his usual afternoon milk amount.
(So far ok since I gave cheese to compensate)
Saturday night:
RK flatly refused to have any milk and went to bed tired, angry and cranky.
Saturday nearing midnight (right when the last 'Mad Men' episode was over and we were ready to hit the bed!) he got up demanding 'paaaaal' (milk). DT was asked to go down, warm the milk and bring it up in the sipper of course while I tried to console and prep him at which he howled some more. His grandma came knocking by this time demanding why we were troubling her grandson so! After all this drama RK refused to have milk again and went to bed in our bed. Battle won for RK. Rough night with kicks for DT and me!
Sunday AM:
I told RK 'Bottle kaaka eduthutu poachhu'. (The crow took the bottle away. I know...)
Since he was probably famished three fourths of the milk was consumed. 2 sippers , one with a straw and one with a spout and a glass and straw were put in action to achieve this end.
Sunday noon:
Sleep overcame RK who consumed half of the milk and took a nap.
Sunday night:
He refused to have milk downstairs. The sipper was taken up to bed and all toys were bade good night. Then I prepped RK for milk with a book. I refused to read until he had some milk. After some tug of war about half of the milk was consumed. Whew!
Monday AM:
I am ready to leave to work when RK gets up! He has about two thirds of the milk. I stay back and leave late. Priorities. I have no regrets whatsoever.
Monday noon:
No milk is consumed. RK fights the sipper like no one's business. This is one persistent child.
Monday night:
Most of the milk is consumed after some protests, threats etc. I keep insisting I will read the book only if he drinks milk. He keeps pushing the sipper away. I alternate between getting frustrated and working on distracting him.
Tue AM:
Almost none in the sipper. His grandma gives him bread dipped or rather as drenched in milk as she dare. That way milk gets consumed.
Tue noon:
None again. It is as though RK doesn't want milk in the noon if its not in a bottle to suck! More proof that he uses the bottle as a comfort.
Tue night:
RK is pretty tired after swimming class I think. After what is no considered a mild protest in hindsight, he drinks all the milk in the sipper. Turns out, it was a one time thing. Lest I get my hopes up!
Wed AM:
RK is given milk with raagi (cereal). In that way milk gets consumed. He also has a little cheese with tomato which he is currently favoring. And these are tomatoes from a very kind neighbour aunty's backyard which in addition to being organic are so juicy, red and tasty. But I digress.
Wed noon:
Again, none. Grrr... So I suggest he have a afternoon snack of a cup of yogurt which he eats. Thank god the kid likes milk in other forms too.
Wed night:
We start the process in the family room. I hold him in place in the crook of my arm sort of hugging but more like pinning him in place!I offer him the sipper. He refuses. Moves his mouth away. I persist. He says 'Get down'. I say after you have milk you can get down. A little goes in. We repeat this sequence about 20 times for a third of the milk to go in. I am exhausted. It was a time that I exercised GREAT self control. It was so so difficult not to scream@ him or give him a little spank. Oh c'mon...we all feel that way. Then we took the rest of the milk up. He had it in bed with a book. Again after me refusing to read if he did not drink. It was a good 20 mins for the next half to go down. Well, most of it.
We figured its high time RK started milk in a sipper. Why? Because at the 18 month checkup we will need to fill out a form that asks if he has switched and what we are doing for it, because his daycare caregiver suggested that it is time, because all(OK, most) of our friends kids are off the bottle! Is that enough pressure or what?
Here is how it went or it is going I should say:
Saturday AM:
DT and I sang, danced, cajoled, threatened, bribed, pleaded, shouted, time out etc etc in a 30 min session where half of normal morning milk volume was consumed. The rest was mixed with cereal and I even conceded to letting him ride his car around the yard while he had breakfast!
Saturday noon:
Post lunch we had to drive to see a dear friend's new born, in the movement of the car and with sleep coming on RK had half of his usual afternoon milk amount.
(So far ok since I gave cheese to compensate)
Saturday night:
RK flatly refused to have any milk and went to bed tired, angry and cranky.
Saturday nearing midnight (right when the last 'Mad Men' episode was over and we were ready to hit the bed!) he got up demanding 'paaaaal' (milk). DT was asked to go down, warm the milk and bring it up in the sipper of course while I tried to console and prep him at which he howled some more. His grandma came knocking by this time demanding why we were troubling her grandson so! After all this drama RK refused to have milk again and went to bed in our bed. Battle won for RK. Rough night with kicks for DT and me!
Sunday AM:
I told RK 'Bottle kaaka eduthutu poachhu'. (The crow took the bottle away. I know...)
Since he was probably famished three fourths of the milk was consumed. 2 sippers , one with a straw and one with a spout and a glass and straw were put in action to achieve this end.
Sunday noon:
Sleep overcame RK who consumed half of the milk and took a nap.
Sunday night:
He refused to have milk downstairs. The sipper was taken up to bed and all toys were bade good night. Then I prepped RK for milk with a book. I refused to read until he had some milk. After some tug of war about half of the milk was consumed. Whew!
Monday AM:
I am ready to leave to work when RK gets up! He has about two thirds of the milk. I stay back and leave late. Priorities. I have no regrets whatsoever.
Monday noon:
No milk is consumed. RK fights the sipper like no one's business. This is one persistent child.
Monday night:
Most of the milk is consumed after some protests, threats etc. I keep insisting I will read the book only if he drinks milk. He keeps pushing the sipper away. I alternate between getting frustrated and working on distracting him.
Tue AM:
Almost none in the sipper. His grandma gives him bread dipped or rather as drenched in milk as she dare. That way milk gets consumed.
Tue noon:
None again. It is as though RK doesn't want milk in the noon if its not in a bottle to suck! More proof that he uses the bottle as a comfort.
Tue night:
RK is pretty tired after swimming class I think. After what is no considered a mild protest in hindsight, he drinks all the milk in the sipper. Turns out, it was a one time thing. Lest I get my hopes up!
Wed AM:
RK is given milk with raagi (cereal). In that way milk gets consumed. He also has a little cheese with tomato which he is currently favoring. And these are tomatoes from a very kind neighbour aunty's backyard which in addition to being organic are so juicy, red and tasty. But I digress.
Wed noon:
Again, none. Grrr... So I suggest he have a afternoon snack of a cup of yogurt which he eats. Thank god the kid likes milk in other forms too.
Wed night:
We start the process in the family room. I hold him in place in the crook of my arm sort of hugging but more like pinning him in place!I offer him the sipper. He refuses. Moves his mouth away. I persist. He says 'Get down'. I say after you have milk you can get down. A little goes in. We repeat this sequence about 20 times for a third of the milk to go in. I am exhausted. It was a time that I exercised GREAT self control. It was so so difficult not to scream@ him or give him a little spank. Oh c'mon...we all feel that way. Then we took the rest of the milk up. He had it in bed with a book. Again after me refusing to read if he did not drink. It was a good 20 mins for the next half to go down. Well, most of it.
3 comments:
This is an inspiration for someone who is going to start the battle soon :-) Thanks for giving a glimpse of what to expect.
Nam,
This morning he had milk in his sipper from his grandmom. Yay!! So there is hope :-)
I must really commend on your persistence. I give up all the time. I get so tired at the end of the day. I feel she should just drink and go to bed :-) But after reading your posts now I am charged to try this long weekend. Wish me luck!
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