Wednesday, March 7, 2012

don't burp, don't toot . . .what do you do



harper has had terrible gas since she was just a wee little new baby. not everyday, but enough to make it noticeable. when she was just a couple weeks old i remember holding her trying all i can do to console her tense, red, and screaming body. i don't know if i'll ever forget that deep grunting cry telling me that it most definitely is gas. mike went to the computer looking up ways to relieve it. the best was holding her facing out with her legs tucked up close to her body. bicycle legs helped a little too. we would just have to ride it out and try to help the gas make it's way out. eventually--maybe a half-hour or hour later--she'd burp and go back to her calm happy self like nothing ever happened.


(not a picture of a gas attack but the only picture of her where she's crying. she's 3 weeks old here)

now she is 6 months old. it has become more of a regular nighttime thing, around midnight. i nurse her right before bed (7pm or thereabouts). all cozy in jammies and sleep sack, light dim. as sweet as this time is she is far too relaxed and sleepy to let out a good rip. i lay her down and a couple hours later she's up and she's in pain. i am double exhausted at this time because i am woken from that super deep sleep you fall into about an hour after your head hits the pillow. after the tummy massage, bicycle legs, i've found the best way to get the burp out is to set her down in sitting position and when she reaches forward the burp comes out. one night, after being up for an hour with little relief, i set her on the floor to play and i folded diapers at 1am.

the intro of solids and the dopey post-nursing are a bad combo. i'm going to try nursing a half-hour before bedtime and with a little playtime in there so hopefully she gets everything out of her system. we are also going to move onto some fruit in hopes that relieves any binding up of the poo. cross your fingers.

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