Bottle Service

As you probably have guessed from looking at this picture, we have lots of different bottles. Cora is an amazing baby, I have to brag a little...but this girl just does not know what to do with a bottle. Consequently I have collected all these bottles, one by one, in the hopes that I might pop one into her mouth and she will magically start drinking from it. I am looking for the magic bottle. I'm not sure who to blame for this but I was never told that a baby doesnt automatically take a bottle. Some babies do, no doubt, but a lot of babies just cant figure out how to latch on. Cora knows the difference between a boob and a plastic thing trying to take its place. She will sip from the bottle and play with it in her mouth and appear to be pretty interested, but the magic never happens. In the meantime the clock is ticking and I will be going back to work in three weeks and I dont know how she will react with me away from her for 4-5 hours at a time and not being able to eat when she wants. I am a little more worried about Aaron because she will be with him until noon when he will pass her off to me and go to work. He is nervous about not being able to console her like I can. Nine times out of ten a boob in her mouth solves everything. (babies are just like men). All I can do is keep trying and pray that she eventually latches to one of them.
Meanwhile, Cora has gained over 4 lbs since she was born and now looks like she is storing nuts in her cheeks. It is so weird how she looks like a perfect mix of Aaron and I. Sometimes she looks exactly like him and sometimes I see myself in her. I am more than a little bias when I say she is crazy cute. She is always so smiley, especially when she first wakes up and sees a boob coming at her. I think all men would agree with Cora that bottle service isnt as good as a boob in your mouth.