I’m gunna sound like a lunatic, but I struggle every time my daughter reaches certain milestones……. I struggled with going from the small bottles to the big bottles, I struggled with the fact I needed to to wean her on to food (and she was ready and a fabulous eater), I cried endlessly when she went to nursery even tho I had no choice but to go back to work when she was 8 months, she’s now preschool and the first day she didn’t cling onto my legs I drove to work crying even tho that was a good thing……. I’m crying now cos I’ve let her keep having a bottle of milk at bedtime knowing full well it needed to be ended…… the bottle broke, we had no choice but to give it up (a blessing really) but I felt so hurt and angry she wouldn’t take it from a sippy cup….. Instead she just said ‘I want to go to bed’and asked for a cuddle and her cuddly toys and I’ve not had a peep out of her since……. And I’m so proud of her! But I want to cry at the same time.
please tell me I’m not crazy.
i know it probably has something to do with my secondary infertility and the fact I’m 39 so no chance of another now, but …….