Sentences with phrase «bottle around way»

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They also pick up any glass bottles lying around in case someone might use it in a fight or get injured in some other way.

Some great ways to ensure you are getting enough water into your diet is having a glass regularly or carrying around a water bottle.

and can someone please tell me WHY the threads in the bottles don't go all the way around so do nt spill milk if you have to bend down for some while not wanting to stop pumping?

It is necessary to drink plenty of fluids throughout the day, and I would recommend hydrating on the way to work, having a water bottle close by at your desk, and keeping a few around the house to always have one handy.

Recently I have noticed that Jack has become so comfortable with the sucking motions on my breast that when I give him a bottle or pacifier he opens his mouth wide as if I am giving him my breast and he needs to adjust (not the other way around!).

In my experience bottle feeding is way easier all the way around.

This is the long way of saying that I 100 % believe in the benefits of nursing, and plan to continue nursing (even when I go back to work) etc etc... but i really believe that telling women they can't ever not nurse or that even one bottle of formula is evil does a terrible disservice and backfires in the long run (it certainly did for me this first time around)..

In every way this is book is superior to the usual new baby book, which revolves around «Mommy» going to the hospital and nearly always feature bottle feeding which is not helpful for my kids.

In the same way it is also okay to feel uncomfortable around bottle - feeding mothers, whatever the reason for the discomfort.

One way to get the baby used to the idea is to drink out of a water bottle with a similar spout around the baby.

Of course it is important that we aren't sucking down BPA either and having a water bottle around is one of the best ways to ensure we actually drink our water throughout the day.

MEG NAGLE: Yeah, well I think the bottle culture and formula feeding has become such just a normal part of many cultures around the World, the whole wet - nursing thing and cross-nursing started to become less and less common, because now people have a way to feed their babies with something other than their breastmilk, which was a much safer alternative to anything else that they had previously.

So, I mean you don't hear the same comments regarding the bottle feeding because in our society bottle feeding is the norm and it should be the other way around, breastfeeding should be the norm.

Bottle nipples provide an alternative way for feeding babies, and these are good news to busy mothers who will not always be around the baby.

Millions of mothers manage to work and breast - feed, but if you ask around you'll hear all sorts of stories about where women have to hide to use the breast pump, what happens to the little bottles that are left in the community refrigerator, and why it's a bad thing when an important meeting goes way too long.

Many babies and toddlers can not take bottles without the risk of nipple confusion and breast rejection, many women are not successful at pumping large quantities of milk and keeping up their supplies when separated from their children and there really isn't a way around these problems.

Around and around: bottles, plastic bags, fishnets, clothing, lighters, and myriad other man - made items, held until they disintegrate, make their way to distant seas, or merely bob among the waves before washing up on someone's Around and around: bottles, plastic bags, fishnets, clothing, lighters, and myriad other man - made items, held until they disintegrate, make their way to distant seas, or merely bob among the waves before washing up on someone's around: bottles, plastic bags, fishnets, clothing, lighters, and myriad other man - made items, held until they disintegrate, make their way to distant seas, or merely bob among the waves before washing up on someone's beach.

Some people bottle it up and feel bad inside, many let it out in ways that are destructive to themselves and those around them, while others are able to use anger to make improvements in their lives.

A great way to start is to purchase a reusable water bottle to take with you to work or to have around the house.

oh and not unique in this way too, if I was to come up with a title for my youthful years when everyone around me was playing «the bottle» kissing game, I would use «Never been kissed»... now happily married thanks for brightening up my day!

One of the most influential voices from the past two decades of American cinema, it's funny to think that Anderson was endorsed by Martin Scorsese way back in the day when the «Mean Streets» director co-signed onto his then little - cared - for debut «Bottle Rocket» several years before Anderson would blow up into a cultural phenomenon (that wouldn't be until around «The Royal Tenenbaums» and «The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou»).

This all requires around the clock bottle feeding and then we add into this mix way too many young adults who became «throw away» toys just when they reached breeding age and through no fault of their own.

My 7 month old female Pomeranian constantly bites my ankles when I am walking around the house and the only way I can stop her is to spray her with 1/2 water / 1/2 vinegar that I keep in little bottles around the house.

And a simple bunch of summer flowers is a great way to freshen everything up... you don't have to spend a lot of money, split them up and dot them around... here I used a bunch of Dahlia's with a lovely hue and some white daisies, grabbed on the way home... and stuffed into old mason jars and bottles....

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.

Cut the patterned paper in strips wide enough to cover the bottle's label and long enough to wrap all the way around with about 1 ″ of overlap.