Acid Reflux

Life comes at you fast - and so does projectile spit up when it hits a record 4 feet. Although her spit-up has always been legendary, last Thursday, Addie Jean gave us quite a scare. About 30 min after she finished a "feed," she doused mommy with 5 back to back 4 feet projectile vomits and officially empited out all the contents of her stomach. Since we were already worried about her spit ups, we immediately took her to the doctor to see what was wrong with our little peanut. First things first, it appears that altough she empties the contents of her stomach quite often - she is still getting something of value in there. As of Thursday (her five week old birthday) she was 10 lbs, 9oz of love. That means that she has gained 3 whole pounds since she was born. I guess the feedings that occur every 2 hours were happening for a reason. After explaining to the doctor that our little girl has a great new talent of throwing her spit up record lengths and that she wimpers after an episode like it is hurting her, the doctor let us know that our little one has acid reflux. Although it is good to know what she has, there is not so good news as to how to "fix" it. The doctor recommended that we try putting her at an angle when she sleeps, not laying her flat for 30 min after she eats, giving her adult Maalox to help coat her throat, and worst case give her baby Zantac twice a day to help manage it. However, she also let us know that none of these remedies will alleviate the problem or the pain or the spit up. Huh. We know that this is not the worst problem that our child could have - but no parent really wants any problem...and what is worse, is that she handles it pretty well most of the time. I know that doesn't sound bad - but what makes it bad is when she really does scream because of the pain - then we know that it is really, really hurting her. It sucks. We can handle getting all of our t-shirts doused on an hourly basis and changing her sleeper 3-4 times a night, but the hardest part is hearing her grunt and seeing her little face wrinkle in pain...we knew that parenting would be hard, but not being able to fix this for our little one is the hardest thing ever.

One Month in the Books

Yesterday marked the one month milestone in the life of one Addie Jean. Her latest developments include eating more often than a sumo wrestler in training, spitting up with the volume and velocity of a drunk fraternity pledge, burping like she's been entered in a contest and choosing to prevent both Mommy and Daddy from sleeping more than two hours at any one stretch per night.

In other words...she's doing just fine.


In the meantime, Daddy has some thoughts about the current state of things...in honor of Addie's Auntie Joe.


1. Wipeout is the funniest show on TV since Seinfeld. No matter how many times I see the contestants crash into the rubber balls, I still laugh like it was the first time.
2. This week, us parentals are leaving the house for the first time together without the baby girl. What would be so important for this? Only great seats to see both MercyMe and the David Crowder Band, two of Mommy and Daddy's favorites. If you haven't heard them, you're missing out...and they are both awesome live.
3. Despite the lack of sleep, Mommy and Daddy have both quickly adjusted to the constant state of fatigue. I can now see how people get used to sleeping 5 hours or less per night and still function semi-normally. Oh please let her sleep for at least 4 hours sometime soon or Mommy might have to take an extended leave.
4. Bring on football season!! I'm sick and tired of watching the Padres come from ahead to blow leads. I heard today they have given up the most inherited runners since the pathetic Royals of 8 seasons ago. Two words: We Suck. LT, when do you start scoring touchdowns again?

Two week birthday

I love my tongue - one of my favorite things in life thus far. I love to click it loudly when I am hungry and play with it while staying awake for hours at a time. The doctors told my parents that newborns sleep approximately 18 hours a day - boy did I have them fooled! I love to stay awake and be social between one and two hours after I eat - there is just too much to see and hear in this life! It does seem to cause some concern for mommy and daddy in the middle of the night - a lot of times I stare at them and they simply fall asleep sitting up!



My mommy and daddy keep telling me that I shouldn't worry so much about this thing called life - but I can't help it! This look is one of my favorite faces that I make - and this furrowed brow look reminds mommy of daddy, and boy do I keep looking more and more like him everyday!