If I were to place an ad in the newspaper today it would read “Frustrated Mom Seeks Expert Burper”. Seriously I feel like I need someone to teach me how to burp my child properly. It’s not that I don’t know how. It’s that she just doesn’t want to do it. In the hospital the nurses had a very hard time getting her to burp, but we were told it was mostly due to how small she was. Now I don’t know what to blame it on, but it’s very frustrating since we’re constantly dealing with painful gas that makes her scream.
Not long ago I was standing in the drug store contemplating whether I needed to go ahead and start a wrinkle treatment. Now I stand there comparing baby gas drops and looking for something to fix the bags under my eyes.
Boy has my life changed in the last 6 weeks, but of course I wouldn’t change it back for the world. All I want is to fix the problem that is causing my little girl so much pain because it’s so frustrating watching her scream every night. I’ve gone completely off dairy products hoping we’ll see some change in about a week, but I know the not burping has to contribute to it.
Other than that I really don’t know what to do, and the doctor really doesn’t have any other advice for me. She keeps saying if it’s not the dairy then she’ll just eventually grow out of it. I know there’s not always an explanation for what’s happening, but as a new parent it’s hard to hear that your child may be in pain for months and months with no relief.
Most of the painful screaming fits have been happening at night, but yesterday they hit at random times. She took 3 naps during the day that lasted about 45 minutes each, but she kept waking up in pain. She finally went down at 9pm for 2 hours of sleep, but after 11pm she was up every hour until 7am this morning. Now she’s no longer screaming in pain, but she’s wanted to sleep all day. She may have me up all night again tonight, but I’m going to let the little thing sleep as long as she wants today after the night we had…and I’m going to join her.
Elliana was pretty colicky most of the weekend, so it was definitely a long one. Yesterday wasn’t so bad. We took her to my Grandparent’s church, then we ended up going to see Santa at Walmart. You got a free 5×7 and had the option to buy one of two packages. The packages were cheap, $5-10, so we went ahead and got the $5 one. Now we’ll have 10 Christmas cards of her screaming her head off in Santa’s lap, and those should keep the grandparents, aunts, and uncles happy.
After that we stopped by the store where Hubby’s mom works to show off Elliana’s cute little dress, and we found out Hubby’s truck driver uncle from Alabama was on his way there. We hung around the area for a bit so he could meet Elliana. (Are you jealous Aunt Kay?)
Unfortunately with the exception of the screaming fit with Santa she slept most of the day. I tried to keep her awake a good bit, but we were in and out of the car so much she was constantly put right back to sleep. In the end last night’s sleep schedule went right out the window, and I spent the majority of the night fighting sleep while she stared at the ceiling. I guess it’s no surprise now she doesn’t want to nap today. I was able to get her to sleep for about 45 minutes around noon, and now she’s wide awake again.
Thank goodness Hubby had the day off work today, so between listening to him play his video games he’s helped me a good bit. Currently he’s rocking her while lecturing me on how he seriously needs a xbox 360. He says it’s because he can’t play online with most of his friends because they have the 360 and he has a PS3. Well I say oh well. We got the Wii and the PS3 because that’s what he wanted. He should have thought about that before he chose what console to buy. SleHe can think about that and let it sink in while I’m in the shower. I think now would be the time for me to jump in there while she’s being quiet in his arms.
I’m so glad the little one has been good today. She was a little fussy this morning when her belly was hurting, but after another ginormous poo she’s been a perfect little angel. Thank goodness because I’ve been running around all day trying to get the house clean, online trying to get my work done, then running around again trying to get our clothes washed so we’ll have something decent to wear tonight.
Main Street Cafe in Six Mile is doing free photos with Santa tonight from 6pm-8pm, so you know I have to take Elliana up there for her first photo with Santa even if she is too little to share her Christmas present wishes! I’ve got a photo of me at 6 weeks old with Santa, and now I’ll have one of her at almost 6 weeks old with Santa as well.
Even though Santa will be at a Cafe I’m a little too broke for us to eat out tonight, so I’m hoping to get her fed and down for a nap about 4:30 so I can get dinner cooked. Even though we’re taking her out in public now I’m still careful about large crowds of people, so I want to try to beat the crowd by getting there right at 6pm. Plus I know even though we can’t eat out tonight Hubby will want to grab dessert there, so we’ll need to have time to sit down to eat that before the place gets crowded.
I’m going to take my camera with me as well, so hopefully I can get away with snapping a few photos of my own. If I can I’ll share those when we get home tonight after she does down for the evening.
I must say Boston Cream Pie Toaster Strudels are the awesomeness. Seriously I just ate two of them, and if I had let myself I could have probably ate the whole box. I would say they would become a staple on my weekly grocery list, but then I’d definitely need the help of the best weight loss supplement to recover from the damage these things can do to my thighs.
I’m already dealing with the fact that I haven’t dropped a single pound since I’ve been home from the hospital. All I heard over and over was how the weight would just fall off since I’m breastfeeding, but it hasn’t. In fact I’ve actually gained weight over the last 4 weeks. I haven’t gained much. I’m still sitting about 13lbs over my pre-pregnancy weight, and I know that’s darn good for most women, but I guess it still kind of bums me out because I only gained 24lbs and I lost all but 10 before I left the hospital. I guess I just wasn’t expecting to gain weight when I got home. I figured with the breastfeeding I’d be losing a couple pounds a month or I’d even out to what my “new” weight would be. I say new because of all the “you never go back to your pre-pregnancy weight” mumbo jumbo.
Of course I’m semi-ranting about my weight gain while I’m eating sugary and fattening strudels! I guess the best thing for me to do is to shut up and deal with it lol.
