SO. My baby will be one next month and I still feel like I have no idea what I'm doing.
He still pretty much drinks formula exclusively. We had issues with breastfeeding and bottle feeding early on too, and I believe it had something to do with his jaw being uneven (he had plagiocephaly and torticollis because he was a giant and basically pushed his head as far down as it could go for like the last four months of my pregnancy) but he still sucks about eating. He WANTS to eat... he'll shove all sorts of food in his mouth, but more often than not he pushes it right back out. Have never been able to give him cereal or baby food in more than three or four spoonfuls at a time before he refuses to eat. As a result, he still wakes up at least two times a night to drink a bottle (around 5-7 oz each time) and I'm pretty much ready to fling myself from a cliff.
His ped said that we could start him on whole milk now (mixed with formula at first) because the cost of formula is cray and he goes through it like a champion. That's cool and all, but I cannot figure out how to get him to eat. I feel like he must always be hungry (he's 24 pounds and eats around 7 oz around 4 times during the day, twice at night) but he's certainly thriving, and the only times he seems angry is when he teethes (which feels like the last six months NONSTOP).
Naps are a whole different story. Right now, say, I know he's tired because he's all eye-rubby and yawny and putting his head on the floor-y but he's scuh-REAMING in his crib right now. He woke at nine this morning and has since slept an hour (which, by now, he usually has two naps in totaling 3 hours).
I guess my problem is that I can't find answers anywhere. His ped doesn't seem to think anything bad's going on which is all fine and well but I feel like I'm failing as a parent most of the time. I know every baby is different... he's hitting all the other milestones, usually early, and he's got tons of personality and he seems, for the most part, happy. He's my first, you know? I don't want him to call me from high school like, hey mom, I forgot my bottle at home.
This is kind of just a rant to distract me from the howls of my child, but also I desperately need some assurance that this is somewhat normal? And if it's not, some resources to guide me. Thanks, ladies. Hope you're all well.