|She is six weeks old and already she is judging me.|
In all fairness, I probably hadn't bathed in days and may have been wearing
mismatched pajama pieces.
It would appear that Adelle is a GIANT OMG. All her one month stats are 70th percentile and up - in stark contrast to Olivia, who has always clocked in at 20th and below.
|Fe Fi Fo Fum|
I smell the stench of the Enfamil
Be it hot or be it cold
Shove it in my formula hole
Before I cry you all into oblivion.
(I am not good at tetrameter.)
(Yes, I googled it.)
|This is either a smile, or a scream of terror.|
"MOOOM! I CAN'T SIT UP YET, MORON!"
I can't even believe that I am typing this but, Prevacid? Bullshit. Like Tylenol. Prevacid actually makes Adelle WORSE. Like, it seems to give her stomach cramps and a bad case of Cry All Motherfucking Day.
We went to a pediatric gastroenterologist who...meh. I heard his bedside manner was lacking so I was expecting the worst. I don't know what I was hoping he would tell me but I was all Fix Mah Baybee. And he was all, No. He doesn't think that babies have acid reflux pain at all and that meds for it are pointless (the horror!) and that she has colic so good luck with that, Kneppers. He was pretty nice while telling me what I didn't want to hear so that was the bright spot of the visit.
|Do I look like a cry baby to you?|
Sleep: 12 hours/day
Cry: 11 hours/day
Smile and Be Adorable: 1 hour/day
So that continues to be super fun and everything*. The good news is that it goes away...eventually. And until then there is beer, glorious beer.
*Also, obligatory - we are just so glad she is healthy!**
**Seriously. This crying bullshit sucks.***
***But she is healthy! Yay!