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Many years ago when we were foster parents, my husband and I had in our care a beautiful baby boy. Whilst he was with us we spent a family holiday in a small caravan by the sea. One night when he woke up for a feed, I turned the light on but nothing happened. The power to the site had failed. Armed with a handful of coins my husband set off to the nearest phone box to call the site owner.
When he got through, he asked for the power to be restored. The owner was not amused at being woken at 2am and asked why we needed the lights on in the middle of the night. My husband replied “It is pitch dark, we need to feed our baby and it’s hard to tell which way up to hold the baby, let alone heat the bottle.” Eventually the owner fixed the problem and all was well. Our own two boys had fortunately slept right through the nocturnal activities.

I was breastfeeding my 4th daughter who was 5 months old and the feeds were just getting more and more painful every time and I couldn't understand it. She clamped down really hard on me one morning and I really yelled and said "I have no idea why this is getting so painful", my eldest son just said "Mummy you do know that she has teeth don't you?" I had a good look in her mouth and found he was right! I don't know how I had missed it. Unfortunately I couldn't persuade her not to bite me no matter what I did so she transitioned quite quickly on to bottles! I found it funny that my son found the teeth before I did though!

I left my baby grandson having his bottle on the settee with his Granddad while I went in the kitchen for a minute and when I returned the poor little chap was soaked through all his clothing! Silly Granny had not screwed the top on properly and when I pointed this out to his Granddad because he had not even noticed he laughed and said ' I thought he was guzzling it down fast!'

Last week, i took out some breast milk to feed it to my new born baby. I made the bottle ready, put it on the table and got up to do a thing in the kitchen. When i got back i found my 3 years old laying down with the bottle in her mouth half finished and you can say she was proud of what she did lol!!

Ok...might be too much info but there we go...
On the beginning I was helping my little one by squeezing my breast so the milk goes out quicker and once the nipple popped out of her mouth and the milk went spraying across the room straight onto my other halves face

Fell asleep breast feeding. Woke up with the sorest nipple in the world!

My husband often used to swing our first daughter around, not realising she'd just been fed - he often ended up with a mouth full of undigested milk!

I have two photos of my daughter when she was around a year old at a party. The first photo is of my very pretty girl in her lovely party dress and accessories but her eyes are not on Mummy taking the photo no they are on a lovely chocolate cake on the table next to where she is standing. The next photo taken less than a minute later is of a chocolate covered little lady with the biggest smile you have ever seen.

I remember my husband feeding our baby daughter warm mushy weetabix one morning just as he was about to leave for work, he had a suit on and had gelled his hair up kind of spikey (in the 1980s!) and she did a huge sneeze with no warning and absolutely covered him in weetabix - on his suit, jacket, pants, shirt, and in all the spikes of his hair - it was SO funny!! She is the expectant mummy now!!

I am now a Grandma, but as a first time Mum I had the silly notion that my child would starve if not fed immediately when she demanded it.

I once even tried to breastfeed her while leaning backwards at the hairdressers having my hair washed.

When my son was little he was going through a phase of not wanting to eat

One day I had just made myself a full English breakfast and was about to tuck in when the door bell went, so I got up to answer the door.

When I came back to my breakfast there wasr my one and a half year old son tucking in to eggs bacon sausages etc--I had never made him such a breakfast, it was usually cereal.

Obviously he was just fed up of the "baby" food he was being offered!

The first time my two year old son saw me breast feeding his new baby sister he was very interested and then later reported to his granny that the baby didn't drink milk - she ate Mummy!

We decided to go into a fish and chip restaurant for lunch on a weekend outing when my eldest daughter was about 10 months old. She fed herself a few chips as finger food and also had her baby food main course and a yoghurt then finished it off with a bottle of milk. All of a sudden she let out a loud burp and projectile vomited everything up all over the table, our meals, the floor, herself, the highchair and us it was awful and the smell was bad too. We were so embarassed, she virtually cleared the restaurant in no time at all.

I breastfed my daughter for 9months but towards the end was also using a bottle which spilt all over my inlaws bed cover! Those were the days when you went upstairs to feed so 'not to offend'!!! The good old days yeah!

My daughter with her 4 month old baby crept downstairs one cold night to make up a feeding bottle. When baby had started to feed my daughter noticed a humungous spider on the counter top at which she roared upstairs for her sleeping husband to come down. When he saw the spider he started a highland dance causing the baby to have a funny reaction where he spat the teat out and started laughing hysterically at his dads antics. Hysteria all around until the spider was safely caught and dispatched outside. When told about this story I too had a fabulous laugh about the night time dramatics.

When I was a tiny baby In the fifties I brought all my feeds back up again. My mum went to see the health visitor who at that time was called the green lady and all the mums were scared of her. She said my mum was being ridiculous and she would show her the proper way to feed me. After she had finished giving me my bottle she winded me and I threw up the whole bottle all over her. I think I made every mums day,week and year in the clinic that day. It took doctors 28 yrs to discover I had cystic fibrosis and that's why as a baby I failed to keep down my milk.

I was feeding my 6 week old daughter (many years ago) and she projectile vomited over my shoulder all over her granddad, who was just getting ready to travel back home!!! All clothes had to be taken off, his, mine and Julia's!!!! Needed a little op which sorted that!

My grandad was bouncy our baby on his lap and the zooming him into the air above his head sounding weeee! I told him to be gentle he'd just been fed, which he choose to ignore. You can guess what happen, up in the air, weeeee, mouth wide open, baby sick straight into grandads mouth! He didn't do it again in a hurry x

My son was a terror to feed as a baby. We found the only way to get him to eat was to sing that song from Pinnochio that goes, "I've got no strings to hold me down...." Whoever was on feeding duties would have to perform the chorus repeatedly to induce John to open an appreciative mouth to receive each spoonful. Fortunately this phase soon passed before our vocal chords gave up and all our neighbours moved house!

I used to dread giving my Daughter Spag bol even though it was one of her favourites. She would turn herself into an Umpa Lumpa in a matter of minutes. Of course being a lovely Mum I made sure that I have photographic evidence to show off when she is older :-) x x

My first child, a daughter, was in special care for the first week of her life, I was given a machine so that I could express milk, spent ages on it and trotted off to the unit very pleased with myself with a small amount of " breastmilk " only it turned out to be water/cleaning fluid that was used to clean the pipes through.................never did manage to produce anything :-)

Does anyone remember the training cups that helped with the transition to normal drinking vessels -as opposed to the closed spout cups. I seem to recall them being called 'Doidy' cups. They were shaped cups with one edge being taller than the other - the idea being that baby/ toddler didn't need to tip the cup too far before reaching the fluid inside. Well one day DH was running late for an interview - dressed in his best suit and tie, he decided he needed to take a couple of headache tablets and yes you've guessed- he picked up the nearest drink of Ribena, which happened to be in DD Doidy cup, which he invariably tipped up as normal resulting in a rather stained white shirt!

he phoned in sick for the interview!!!!

It was my first baby, 1980, and I had chicken pox and so too did my newborn daughter, she was extremely sickly with it so the hospital decided to keep us both in. She was feeding well however, yet was bringing quite a lot back up every time, I was worried my daughter wasn't taking enough in & told my extremely large scary nurse this fact.
"What are you on about!" She barked. "ALL babies throw up! Don't be such a ninny and get back into bed and I will see to her!"
I was quite upset but got back into my bed where I had just fed my tiny newborn, and the nurse stormed in and picked up my tiny baby. I asked her to be careful and the Nurse glowered at me as though I was stupid! I was actually about to warn her as she undressed my daughter to check her over about the big feed she had just had, when there was no need to! As the nurse lifted my daughter up, my daughter gave a tiny cough and threw up the entire contents of her tiny stomach, pretty much straight into the mouth & eyes of this awful nurse. I actually felt my daughters bond with me at that second, and knew we would be very good friends.........lol