That schedule immediately flew out the window. The minute he started crying the first thing I tried to calm him with was milk. Eventually I got to know whether he was hungry, gassy or merely bored. The trouble is, it seems like he is always hungry, especially at night. During the day, if we can go two hours between feedings, I feel like I've won a victory. Trying to get him to wait any longer is an exercise in futility and a good way to hear some screaming. In the evening (before bed) though, he really ramps up the feedings to every 30 to 50 minutes.
This is definitely not the rigid schedule I had in mind a few months ago. The thing is, he sleeps great at night and truly seems legitimately hungry during the day. I can't stomach (ha) the thought of keeping food from him if he is really hungry, all for the sake of a stupid schedule. Plus I feel like I can handle any kind of day time feeding frequency as long as he sleeps at night. To be sure, feeding him every one to two hours does make it hard to get out of the house, or get things done, but it also means that I get to spend a lot of quality time with my little guy. As he won't stay little for long, I am enjoying this time together, cognizant that it will be over long before I am ready for it to be over. Soon he will be a kid, running off to play with his friends, too busy to cuddle with his mom every few hours. I may not have the scheduled freedom that I imagined when I was pregnant, but I do have an adorable little son with whom I plan to enjoy each and every moment.
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