Reflux---ugh!

Poor Amelia has been suffering with a case of reflux--we think. She has had a few different formulas, but none of them have offered any reflief. Her symptoms?

Spitting up 50 to 100 times a day. (This is never fun for the laundry woman--that would mostly be me--and is occasionally super un-fun for poor Amelia--I will spare you the graphic details.)

Initially, she cried when she finished a bottle (I thought she was merely sad it was over!), but had progressed (or degressed?) to crying during her meal with unconsolable crying when she was done. So sad!

Dr. Hughes wasn't overly concerned about the spitting up (of course, he has never done her laundry, and the laundry of anyone within spitting distance), but the pain/crying was a concern.

So, we started taking a bit of Zantac (no, not XANAX!!! Although, I have been known to enjoy the occasional xanax during take-off and landing...but I digress) last night. It seems to have helped tremendously, already. It's way more fun to feed a baby girl when she's not struggling and crying and so sad!

On an amazing note, in spite of these feeding issues, Amelia gained 5 whole ounces in the past week. The doctor says good weight gain is half an ounce to an ounce each day. So she's right on track.

There is something to be said about being "older parents," as Dave and I are. It's easier to enjoy the joy and keep the diaper-changing, spit up-wiping kinds of hassles in perspective. Amelia is such a beautiful, sweet and responsive little gal. I think we're all in love.