I knew that I might be late in getting Raissa to stop drinking from milk bottle with silicone nipple. She was still drinking milk from bottles until last week, although she can actually use cup or straw already for awhile. She takes other drinks from cups except milk. I’m not sure really how or why I let it happened but I guess drinking milk from bottle eased her in going to bed. I told myself (and a few people) that I would get her stop using bottles when she turns 2.
I read a lot of advice, tips and tricks on how to “wean” kids from bottles. Tried a few of them already but nothing worked. It may be that I was not too serious in implementing the tips though. Until last week when her 2 birthday was nearing I firmed up my will and decided that it just had to happen to separate her from the bottles. A few days leading up to her birthday, I started requesting her to drink milk from a cup, which of course was rejected by her. Then finally a day before her birthday, I took away her milk bottle and told her that she’s going to be a big girl soon and thus she will no longer drink milk from bottle. That night, she went to bed without drinking milk and cried a hell lot; and Kris almost gave in to her cry (and I almost had a fight with him!) but I didn’t budge. Just took and carried her in my arms till she fell a sleep.
Then at the dawn of 9 September we came to her room to wake her up by singing happy birthday. I gave her my present: a set of Thomas-printed dinnerware (a plate, a cup, plus spoon and fork). A very modest gift indeed but her sleepy eyes were wide open as soon as she saw them. I told her that the cup is a replacement of the milk bottles. That morning she finished her breakfast on the plate all by herself. Yet, I still had to convince her on drinking milk from the cup. Part of my strategy in convincing her is by kept telling her that she’s a big girl which means she can ride a bike, but a big girl will only drink from cup and glass. She finally did finish her milk using her new cup. Yaaay!
That move worked because Raissa had been asking for a bike for awhile and we kept telling her that she can have one when she’s already a “biiiig” girl. She also asked for a wristwatch, and we gave her the same answer: “later, when you’re already a “biiig” girl”. Kris and I didn’t have in mind that a big girl means when she’s turning 2. We thought we’ll get her a bike when she’s…mm, in kindergarten maybe.
However, for her last birthday my parents wanted to buy her a bike and luckily they asked for my permission first so I could discuss with them a few things about this bicycle business. First, I told them not to buy the expensive one because I know little stars this age will outgrow the bike in a few years and second, the bike should be kept in their house as it’s impossible for the birdnest to house a bike albeit a small one.
In the afternoon, after a small celebration at her nursery and when I was still stuck at work (so I missed all the fun watching cuties singing happy birthday and eating delicious cupcakes from minilovebites), my Dad and my sister picked her up. She screamed joyfully the first time she saw the bike at the back of the car, so I was told, and they took her for a test drive around my office neighborhood. She didn’t know (still doesn’t) how to pedal yet but that definitely did not stop her from having a blast.
Fortunately, it was not difficult when it’s time for her to temporarily say goodbye to her new bike which went home to my parents’. Just simple but plenty kissbyes along with a promise that she’ll come to ride it again soon And as of today, it’s been a week gone by without the milk bottles. She still asks for it but it’s much easier to calm her down now. *small yaaayy*
The only challenge left for us now is that she asks for that wristwatch so she’ll look like Kris (you already are, little Dear.. you already are a carbon copy of your dad) because.. what else? because “I’m a biiiig girl”. Errrrrr…..