Some women love to shop, others are crazy about bags, or shoes and then there is me, the bottle woman. No, not the alcoholic kind of bottle (well if it’s Wildberry pass it over quickly), but baby bottles.
Having exclusively breastfeed my first six children I was somewhat of a virgin when it came to the whole formula feeding event. I figured you just pour the formula into a bottle, feed the offspring and viola! Baby fed, baby happy, baby sleeping – NOT!
Oh no there is much more to this bottle feeding thing and the first obstacle one must overcome is the actual bottle itself. It is truly amazing how many different types of baby bottles there are out there and the marketing strategies used to sell these bottles, yet even though I had knowledge of this I become victim to a strange baby bottle obsession.
The first bottle I used was the Medela bottle. I had the bottle already because it came with my very fancy, very expensive breast pump. This worked well, however I soon realized I would need to use two different bottles because I was mixing them up between Thatcher and Tanner. Not good.
So it began. I stood in the aisle of the store for over forty minutes trying to decide which bottle would be best. There were the ones that claimed to practically cure colic due to the new ‘air vent’ system – uh huh sure. Then there are the Playtex bottles with the drop in bags, bottles with the angled neck, the wide nipple that apparently is just like mother’s breast, latex nipples, silicone nipples, plastic bottles, glass bottles (who the hell would want a glass bottle?) 4oz, 6oz, 8oz, 9oz and 10oz sizes and the prices ranging from $2 – $18 dollars – for just one bottle. Shit this was complicated!
I settled on the cute little Gerber bottles with the latex nipple and different coloured nipple rings so I could colour code the twin’s bottles, but a few days later I was convinced that Thatcher really didn’t like this bottle, so I got him the advent bottle with the wide nipple. Done. Or so I thought. I couldn’t help myself, every time I was in a store I HAD to check out the baby bottles and buy a different kind as I was convinced that they would be better than what they were already using. It was clearly obvious (at least to me) that Thatcher preferred the wide nipple and Tanner the regular size. Just because they are identical twins doesn’t mean they like the same bottle.
An obsession that I call Bottle nippleitis emerged its ugly head. I would go to the store and replace the bottles I had been using with a new and improved one. The hubby thought I was completely bonkers but being the husband to a post partum wife who had just given birth to twins he didn’t dare complain about the money being spent – that would be way too dangerous.
Two months later I have three bags full of different bottles that have barely been used and have finally settled on a bottle and nipple that I like – The twins haven’t officially let me know but I am pretty sure they like their bottles as well. As for me telling you the brand and type of bottles I haven’t traded in yet well that isn’t going to happen. I don’t need you to be influenced by my craziness.
What about you? Have you ever been obsessed over a baby or child product? What was it? How did you get over it?
Until next time, mom2crazy8monkeys