Well, Ev's regular doc is
Well, Ev's regular doc is out of the office until next Monday, so today we bit the bullet and went to the fill-in. The nurse at Blues on Call told us we should take Evan as soon as we could, because it sounded like he had some severe esophageal problems that needed to be taken care of immediately, and he may need many diagnostic tests, and medication or surgery.
So Mike rushed home and we took E in and, after waiting over an hour to see the doctor, heard the verdict. He's got a weak muscle at the entrance to his stomach (all babies do) and it will clear up in the next year or so. Until it does, we should feed him less and more often. Great. I'm glad nothing major is wrong, but I don't know that feeding him less is going to solve the problem. If I feed him more often, when do I nurse? And do I just leave him still hungry if I think he's had enough? He's only 15 pounds, 4 ounces as it is, and I don't want to slow his growth any. It's just such a worry.
We'll keep an eye on it, and if this doesn't help, we'll go back in next week. I'm wondering if doing feedings this way will help with his night wakings and discomfort--if not, I guess I won't get any sleep until he's almost two. Oh well.
Tonight Ev and I went with Lisa to do her baby registry. It was loads of fun, and Ev tried his best to behave. He didn't do a bad job, so he got a toy from Lisa and one from me too, for being such a good boy. It was neat to help her out though--I got to give my opinion on everything, and tell her what she needs and doesn't, what she'll use and what she won't. I enjoyed it. We're beat now though, so it's a little play time and off to bed.