Calming Down Conor

I went out tonight to meet a colleague who was down from Edinburgh. I fed Conor before I went and left some formula for his next feed. He's had bottles before, and although he would rather not have them he did take the milk. Not tonight though. He point blank refused the bottle and screamed for an hour solid. Ed eventually managed to get some milk into him using the syringe from the Calpol bottle and he fell asleep. This was Orla trying to calm him down by singing to him. It worked only too briefly. Tomorrow I'm going to express some milk and see if that makes any difference. I suppose if it doesn't, no more nights out for me for the next six months at least.