An entire post dedicated to a glass container filled with powdered milk? Yes. That’s the kind of content you can find here, apparently. (hahaha.)

This milk container is such a little thing, but as you might remember, I’m choosing to notice the Big Littles. This is one of those.

Our first two boys, Eliot & Emerson, switched to formula at 4 & 5 months old — that isn’t something I would’ve ever imagined. The stories are still gut wrenching for me, but at some point, it stopped hurting every time I made bottles. And instead, making milk has given me something to be thankful for. What a time to be alive! I can’t image not having milk available in this way…

When Eliot & Emerson were one and half years old & two and a half years old (at the same time, they’re nearly irish twins!) we switched them to powdered milk instead of formula. And when we did that, we started putting our milk in this happy glass container. Seeing it in my kitchen is a reminder of how thankful I am for all the ways we have to feed babies.

At this point (a year later) they really should not still be drinking milk every day — not like this. I would like to switch them to raw milk, and actually, we started weaning them off their nighttime milk and my heart is so happy and sad. ❤️

I wanted to make sure I documented this sweet season, since this visual reminder that prompts my gratitude won’t be on my counter much longer.