I think I mentioned before that Liam has been having a rough couple of days? Yeah, I’ve literally been wanting to pull my hair out. Nonstop crying. And I mean “oh my god is someone torturing that baby” crying. We had called his dr to find out what to do and the nurses (who I hate) were rude and unhelpful. They just told me “oh he’ll poop when he’s ready.” Really lady?! You not poop for four days and see how ready you are.
I called my mom like I had mentioned before and my grandma came over with prune juice, apple juice, white grape juice and pear juice. We tried prune. Nothing. Still hours and hours and hours of screaming. Next was pear. Holy hannah, if your baby is having a clogged issue go for the pear. It loosened him up and gave him some relief. Not a lot, a little poop. But it was SOMETHING. He was still throwing up the majority of his feedings, wasn’t pooping regularly and was extremely irritable. Nothing calmed him down. Which was so out of the ordinary for him. He is such a mellow, low key baby. That is why all the freaking out really worried me.
I broke down and drove over to my mom’s today. I had been avoiding taking Liam anywhere because of how upset he has been but I needed out and I needed help. My mom knew right away something he wrong. he threw up multiple times within the first 15 minutes that we were there. I got on the phone with the dr office and because it is Sunday they closed at 1pm, I was calling at 12:30. The nurse again was a total bitch and pretty much told me I was a shit parent(because I didn’t feel crappy enough as it was. Thanks ma’am). Basically because the office was closing in thirty minutes I needed to take him to the E.R. Their biggest worry at that point was dehydration.
OFF WE WENT! Can I just say, that I have a total love hate relationship with that hospital. The last time we had to go the staff was AMAZING. This time? Not so much. And I don’t really like Dr.Spence. He saw Liam both times and neither time was he particularly clear on what he thought was wrong. That and he prescribed Liam a muscle relaxer. Yeah, not giving my son a muscle relaxer at 10 weeks. It just isnt happening.
The jist of what he said was wrong is that Liam is overly gassy. They did an ultrasound and even showed Chase and I on the ultrasound all the gas pockets. The tech said something to the effect of “babies are supposed to have gas bubbles. Your son has gas pockets”. Yep, felt like a bad mom.
Liam went down for a nap when we got home, so I fixed dinner and Chase and I just waited for him to wake up to make a quick run to the store for some OTC gas relief drops. We stood there for so long comparing all the boxes, trying to figure out what was better. We ended up deciding on Equate Infants’ Gas Relief. It made such a difference. After giving him two doses he is such a happy baby. He’s pooped, burped a million times, and isn’t spitting up. Just in time for his Uncle Chris to roll into town tomorrow!
I feel like I have my babe back. I just hope it keeps up tomorrow! And now, with baby asleep, hubs playing x box I am going to paint my hair, color my nails and soak in a well earned bath!
I hate seeing my baby upset and uncomfortable but I can honestly say that this past week with how badly it has gone has made me appreciate Liam and motherhood more than imaginable. He is my son, I am his momma and together we complete each other.
After two straight days of Liam not being able to poop and screaming bloody friggin murder because of it and me feeling like the worlds worst mom because I can’t help him the doctor finally got back to me and told me to give him prune juice. The catch is he called AFTER Chase left for work and we only have one car. Needless to say I broke down. We don’t live within walking distance of any place that I could pick any up at. So what do I do? Call my mom of course! She was at work and couldn’t do anything until she remembered the secret weapon; GRANDMA! My grandma lives about 15 minutes from my house and loves seeing the baby so Mom told me she’d call her, have her come over and bring me prune juice and give me a break from baby. Thank you Jesus. I don’t know if I am crying from happiness or being overwhelmed. Either way I don’t care because Grandma is on her way!
It frees up so much time in the evening for me to get things done around the house without having to stop and entertain baby.
All is well. We noticed. Liam wasn’t acting himself yesterday and of course kept an eye on it. Today it got way worse. He only wet two diapers and was hardly eating at all not to mentioned he was totally lethargic. Needless to say I was way bummed. We packed him up and took him to the E.R. They got him back there pretty quick. He had a fever and was pale. He got a cath for a urine sample, blood work, fluids, and an x-ray. After he got the fluids, his tests came back negative and his temp went down a bit they said to take him home and let him rest . They didn’t give me an answer on what was wrong which bothered me. Basically they told me that if he refuses the bottle or doesn’t have a wet diaper for over eight hours to take him back and follow up with his dr tomorrow. I’m glad it isn’t something serious but it bothers me that they didn’t tell me what they thought was wrong with him. The important thing at the end of the day though is Liam is home and as far as we know, healthy!
Name: Liam Chase.
Birth date: February 17th.
Weight: 13lbs 7oz - 90%
Length: 23 inches - 68%
but I seriously cannot wait for Chase and I to start trying for another baby at the end of the year.
Chase and I have officially made the jump from disposable to cloth. It was something I had wanted to do while pregnant with Liam but once he actually got here and people were willing to buy diapers for him I totally abandoned my previous conviction. Then we came to find out just how many diapers our little guy went through. TONS. The boy is a champion piss pot. This meant TONS of diapers. Non biodegradable diapers. Diapers that we were going to have to buy. That old nagging voice came back that if we had just made the investment into cloth we wouldn’t be going through this headache. Chase was onboard as soon as the words left my lips. His mom had done cloth with both he and his twin brother and my grandmother clothed with all four of her children. My mom had wanted to do it with me but being she was only 19 and had not support system near by she did was what easiest(hello pampers!) I don’t think I would have been able to make the jump so quickly had miss bonbonmakesababy been so amazingly warm and helpful. Sometimes asking other moms can be intimidating so it always helps when your fears go unfounded and they are as sweet as pie to you. So far Liam seems to be loving it. He doesn’t scream nearly as much when he is wet and actually laughs when we put a fresh diaper on it. Of course, its only been 24 hours since we’ve started this and he has yet to poop(hello blowout city, i’m coming for ya!) but I’m feeling really good about this. I need to stop letting people pressure me out of doing things I had felt so strongly about and parent Liam the way Chase and I have always wanted to parent him. He’s our baby. Don’t like it, shove off.
Oh, and Gerber prefolds? Yeah they suck balls. CocaLo Perfect Bum tri-fold all the way.