Saturday, October 31, 2009

that's a bad word!

The bad word of the day: COLIC

For all you who did not know Isabel as a baby, she was an angel. She was the text book baby. She was easy and perfect. She was one of those babies that was totally predictable and easy to train. She was the best!
Lucy on the other hand, is not easy. I think I've know for awhile that maybe she has colic, but I have been in serious denial. To me colic is synonymous with horrible, mean, ugly babies. Lucy has been really hard, and yes sometimes horrible, mean, and ugly, but not all the time. So, I did not want to admit that maybe she has colic. The other day I was done with the crying all night, Ryan and I were so tired. So, I took her into her doctor. He's a good friend and I was very frank with him about how crazy I am going with all the crying and the lack of sleep. I mean she's almost 6 weeks old, she should be sleeping at least 5 hours straight at night, we've been lucky if she sleeps 2 straight. He diagnosed her with colic and bad acid reflux. So, he perscribed medication for her. Last night was the first night of her having it and I am happy to report that she did really well. She slept from 12:30 to 4:30 and then from 5:00 to 8:30. So, it wasn't the most amazing night ever, but for us it was great! Ryan and I feel like new people today. I hope it continues to get better and better. I will keep you all informed.
I never knew colic was so bad. I am so grateful for modern medicine.

3 comments:

DeLong Family Members: said...

GREAT NEWS!!!! I am so glad Lucy slept better last night and that also means you and Ryan slept better last night. I hope the pattern continues. Uncle Tom and Aunt Camille suffered through their three girls with colic and it isn't at all fun. The nice thing about it--they do grow out of it, eventually.
Love, MOM

Darcy said...

Renee, I feel your pain. I thought when I had Chloe I'd given birth to Satan's baby. She ended up being tongue tied AND had undiagnosed reflux so she was a crying, fussing mess till she was about 6 months old. It was rough. I'm glad you were able to be frank with your Doc. Mine didn't seem to think there was a problem which made life very hard. I hope you are blessed with a happier, sleepier kiddo soon!

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