No More Bottle?

I went to the periodontist a few weeks ago (just another one of the perks of pregnancy - my pregnancy with Jackson, that is!), and met with Dr. Gantes, a very French man. I figured this was going to work out well because I love French music. That counts, doesn't it? Well, I sit down and we start talking about Jackson. Dr. Gantes then proceeds to tell me that I need to get Jackson off the bottle immediately in order to not confuse him with the two types of swallowing that humans do. Apparently when he drinks a bottle he swallows one way, and when he swallows food, he swallows another way. Dr. Gantes said that he used to be a child dentist, which he misses by the way, and that if I don't get him off the bottle soon, it will mess up his teeth. Great! Not the best thing to tell someone that is obsessed with teeth! Then Dr. Gantes finally asks me, "So what did you come in for?" and my immediate response was, "For parenting advice, obviously!" It was said in good fun, and we shared a chuckle. : )

On a more serious note, my little, chubby Jackson hasn't been very interested in taking his bottle lately. He takes his morning bottle and his middle of the night bottle well, but the in between ones aren't so fun. Is he trying to tell me something? Dr. Gantes would be so happy.