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The “C” Word

Well, it would appear that Simon has some colic. After six pretty easy days on the new feeding schedule, he had a very fussy Tuesday. “No big deal,” I thought, “all babies have fussy days.”

And sure enough, Wednesday was great. But then Wednesday night Simon ate just before midnight and did not go down afterwards. He slept at most for 15-20 minutes at a time from midnight until 6 a.m. By which point he was so strung out from not sleeping that he ate and slept poorly (if at all) for the rest of the day until Matt and I took him for long car ride during the afternoon.

My mom came over to help us at around 3:45, and Simon finally conked out for some decent sleep in his swing at 4:00 p.m. I had thought he was too young to use the swing still, so a huge credit goes to Bubbie for rescuing on us on that front.

I called the pediatrician in sleep deprived hysterics yesterday, and she phoned in a prescription for Zantac to help Simon with his reflux. I don’t think this will be the silver bullet that solves all our problems–Simon’s crying even as I type–but I think it will certainly help. And there are other medicines to try if we don’t get significant relief from this one.

But the thing that will no doubt help us the most will be time. By 12 weeks, most of this should be over. Simon will be 7 weeks on Monday. Breathe. We’ll be taking this one day at a time, living in a pretty dirty house, and enlisting all the help we can until things calm down. And I’m going to try to remember the next time we have an awful day together that not all days are awful and that we’ll have a good one again soon enough.

Needless to say, I expect to blog much more on the good days than the bad.

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