Like mother, like daughter

It's no secret that I am quite the procrastinator.  I have been off for twelve weeks and still have not gotten to many of the "to do's" that I swore I would get to in the first week; such as cleaning my pantry, organizing my wedding photos (my wedding was over 2 years ago), or sewing curtains for Lily's nursery.  In true Joyce style, I plan on cramming as many of these things as I can into the last 24 hours before returning to work on Monday.  Not only am I aware of this annoying trait of mine, but have come to terms with it.  I used to try to justify it saying I work best under the pressure, but going back to grad school made me realize that I am just lazy and do not want to do anything that disinterests me until absolutely necessary.

So knowing this about myself, I do not know why I was so surprised to realize that my daughter may have inherited this unfortunate trait.  After finally rectifying my pumping issues, we learned that getting Lily to take a bottle was not as easy as we had thought it would be.  For weeks, we tried many different types of bottles, nipples and combinations of the two to no success.  It wasn't until we visited her new school that her teacher got her to take the bottle.  We were so relieved!!  Though this still did not help us at home, as she still would not take the bottle from Erik or I.  Again we tried everything: different positions, locations, and temperatures, but nothing!  I was so stressed,  I imagined dropping her off at school in the morning and finding out at pick up that she hadn't eaten all day, but just screamed to be fed the old fashioned way.  My heart broke thinking about her on a hunger strike, feeling that I had abandoned her.  Luckily, like her mom, she was just waiting until the last minute, keeping us on our toes.  Almost overnight she became a professional bottle drinker, and even now takes a pacifier, which has really helped cut down on all the spit up (we were anti-pacifier until we realized that it was actually helping).

It really makes me wonder if my own procrastination stressed out my mom the way Lily's has already stressed out me, if so....sorry mom!!  Hopefully this is not a sign of things to come! :)