For the past year, each night has concluded with the activity of making formula for the next day. Over the past few weeks, we have been slowing making the transition to whole milk. Two nights ago, I pulled this last lone can of formula out of the cabinet. There it sat.... all alone in a cabinet that use to have both shelves stacked full of cans. There is sat... the last symbol that linked us to "infanthood." Tonight, I scooped the last bit of formula out of this can and made the last pitcher of formula.
While I am happy that we will not have to wash the pitcher every night and spent time making formula, it is a little hard to accept the fact that the boys are growing up way too fast. The boys have handled the transition from bottles to sippy cups and from formula to milk very well. I thought that these transitions caused them to drink less and less but not these boys... they love their milk! They are drinking close to a gallon a day... ugh!
These cans have quickly been replaced by gallons of milk. In order to accommodate the milk and all the food they are eating, we have now ordered our second fridge. It should arrive in a couple of days. If we require two refrigerators at the age of 1, how many will we have when they are 16...... gulp....
Let's just take things one day at a time.... good bye formula... we will miss what you symbolize but we won't miss making you every night.