Remember how I said things were going great with our return to breastfeeding? Yeah, I need to learn to keep my mouth shut when it comes to things like that, because I’ve found with anything baby related, Murphy’s law kicks in the instant you mention something is going well. For instance- someone asked me a few weeks ago how he was doing sleeping at night. “Awesome” I replied…”he usually gives me a 7hr stretch followed by another 3-4hrs!” That night marked the beginning of our adventures into the world that is MSPI (milk soy protein intolerance) and his reflux kicked it up a notch too. Did I mention he also has reflux? Poor little guy- what I wouldn’t give to make it all better for him because I imagine it’s super painful. He is currently on prilosec to manage the reflux.
So you think I would be wary of saying things like “his sleep is great” or “breastfeeding is going really well” but I apparently haven’t learned my lesson just yet. Because yesterday marked our return to formula and pumping. Yuck. I noticed a return in his reflux symptoms the other day (sour spit up) and along with it his sleeping became irregular. When that happens I know something is going on, because he can be an amazing sleeper. So I put in a call to the pediatrician to see what she recommended- and was told to put him back on the formula. So it’s back to bottles for him and pumping for me, since we are hoping he can have breast milk at some point in the future (and we are trialing the formula over the weekend to see if it helps since we aren’t 100% certain that’s the solution to the problem.) The silver lining in all of this (because there has to be a silver lining somewhere) is that a set of grandparents are here to help for the next two weeks (grandma is currently rocking him upstairs as I write this) and bottle feeding means mommy doesn’t always have to be on night feeding duty (although I still have to wake up to pump).
Whew- babies should come with an instruction manual! I am hopeful that as he grows up (and becomes more upright) he will outgrow the reflux, and things will get easier. Maybe we will even look back on these early days with a sort of fondness. Or not. Good thing he’s extra cute- his smiles melt my heart every time!