I've started working again, from home primarily. That's pretty lucky I guess since when I returned home from a meeting this morning, Ian dashed out of the house, baby in hand, asking "Can we take her back?!".
She's followed the tradition of her siblings in refusing a bottle. Despite my efforts to pump, manually no less, a small supply of nice milk for her in my absence, she refuses to take it from a bottle. And she's only 8 weeks old! Who are these easy-going children that go from breast to bottle with no problem?
My efforts to take on a role was not even considered for past generations, to teach our kids that their futures are not predetermined by their gender, to change society's view of a father's role, to go to my job and work to make this state a better place for our kids to grow up in, these are all lofty goals. But they're pretty meaningless if we can't even get over this first speed bump.
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