All the tears.

I can proudly say I smiled when we left E at daycare the first day. I was so excited for her and just knew she would enjoy being there. All the tears that I thought would have followed leaving E at daycare, for the VERY first time, didn't arrive until we tried to put her to bed last night. Without a bottle. When it comes to weaning E from the bottle, that she loves so much, I am doomed. 

I refuse to rehash the events of those awful, horrible, very sad 30 minutes. I would end up a sobbing mess if I did. I'll just say, E takes a bottle to fall asleep, still. However, 30 minutes of torture led me to research how exactly we should wean her from the bottle. I know it is going to take some work but I think I found a processes that will work better for all of us. I have decided cold turkey is not the way. 

Once our little bottle lover was finally dreaming R and I cuddled on the couch and watched a really good movie, which is all I really needed. The movie had me crying not once, not twice, but five (maybe more) times, which I really didn't need. But, 'Stuck in Love,' was a good flick. It's a story about family, real life situations and love. I recommend it. 

By the time I called it a night my eyes were ready to close. It was probably one of the most dramatic nights we've had in awhile. Or at least I have. When the tears start, they just don't stop for this mama. Here's to less tears, less drama and more sleep for The Millers. 

Keep Loving.