Poor Third Child! :(

I promise that I never did this with other two - I always found the time to sit and feed each of them and give them that special time! Everyone told me that things would change with the third - and they were right! We got home from Bruiser's movement (aka "dance") class and I needed to make dinner just as G-Baby began to fuss. I looked at the chicken frying on the stove and I looked at her in her car seat and I made a decision. I filled her bottled, folded up the car seat cover, and popped the bottle in her mouth - and she did awesome! I did chat with her as she ate and I cooked - so it was almost as good as me holding her while she ate! And, no, I don't feel guilty!