May 27, 2010

Some Pics







(please excuse my pasty white legs.)




We went to the zoo and to the river walk last weekend. Aside from the wind, we had a good time. The girls are still struggling (and so am I) with severe acid reflux. Next Tuesday, we go to the GI and it can't come soon enough. They are still on prevacid... and Zantac. They struggle at every feeding. When they absolutely refuse to eat their bottle, I give in and give them solid food. They eat and are thrilled because they are "big girls" but then they cry for an hour after they eat. It is exhausting, frustrating, and pretty sad. They LOVE to eat solid food, but it doesn't agree with them. The milk hardly agrees with them.
Other that our trials with reflux, we are doing really great. They girls (as you can see) aren't malnourished or anything. They are perfect. (SLIGHTLY bias.) The girls are sitting up and trying very hard to crawl. They scoot pretty good. They laugh and giggle if daddy even looks at them funny. They are very amused at how fast the dogs can run and catch a ball! They are almost ready to be put in the "big girl bath" instead of the one on the counter. They still sleep through the night, even though sometimes it is a really rough start! (PS-don't kick my ass cause they have slept through the night since 2 1/2 months.) They sit in their stroller like big girls and are very patient with me at times when I am by myself!
The nice weather has enabled me to get out of the house (dungeon)! OH-and you will see that my transformation is pretty much complete. I cut my hair shorter still and .... and.... AND... I bought a minivan. Yep. Transformation complete. I never thought I would be a minivan type. Turns out I am. hmmm.

May 11, 2010

updated shhhh.

Well, the ped says he can't help us and recommended us to a GI. We have three weeks (now looking at the calender.. I thought it was two.) until we see him. We have to go to the nearest bigger city. In other words a 45 minute drive for babies who eat every three hours because if they don't the acid reflux gets too bad. Great. Can't wait. Actually, I can't wait to hear what he has to say.

Thank you, What IF, for your VERY useful advice. I will act on it immediately!

At least in the mean time, they are on a formula that they will eat. And, with What IF's advice, we might find some peace between here and there.

shhhh.

This post is in complete whisper as I am the queen of jinx. I should change my name. Jinxy cat. That's me.

Anywhoser. The prevacid worked minimally. It got us to a non-screaming point, but the girls still battled at every feeding. It is like boxing. How many rounds is it gonna take us girls to knock mamma out? It took quite a few, I am proud to say, but there came a time this last weekend that I was worn out. Beat. Acid reflux uses gorilla war tactics and it won..... UNTIL mamma got smart!

Here we go; (and in retrospect, I feel like a complete horses ass because I now know that we were fighting the wrong thing for quite some time.) Anyone who has a colicky baby: pay attention.

It was my thought that when the babies were about 3 months old that we were fighting gas. It still is. I believe that since a baby does not know how to burp, why should they know how to fart? (PS-I don't say "toot". I can't. The word is just too... well, it's just lame, so I can't say it.) I still believe that using the Alimentum at that point was necessary. However, at about 6 months old, I started to question the Alimentum (and the fact that it is costing us $400/month) because the babies should have grown out of colick-y-ness by now. Right? So I tried to switch formulas and the babies reacted by screaming, arching their backs, and kicking their legs. Back to Alimentum... This isn't working either. They progressively have gotten worse. Even solid food produces this reaction. Gas? Still? That's what I thought it was until the new doctor said, "No. Gas is the lochness monster. (Meaning that it doesn't exist. I don't agree with that, but anyway.) You need to start thinking in terms of reflux not gas."

Ok. So I thought. And thought. For two weeks since he told me that I have been thinking. Thinking in terms of acid reflux. (are you nodding along yet?). I decided to switch the formula again, but I was smarter this time and switched to a formula for acid reflux, not colic/gas. What do you know? It worked.

We are on Enfamil A.R. (acid reflux) which is working so well, I cry because the babies are happy and eating again. Yesterday, they ate 30 oz of the easiest feedings ever. It is still not perfect because when I give them solid food, the reflux rears it's ugly head. So I think if we just get a little stronger dose of the prevacid we will be off and running.

Moral of the story: When the babies were first born, they had colic due to gas. When they were around 4 or 5 months (don't know exactly when), they were able to cope with their gas and the problem became severe GERD. Damn the GERD.

PSS- The Enfamil is more that 50% cheaper than the Alimentum AND we can even get it in generic which will cost about 1/3 what we were spending. I don't want to discredit the Alimentum because that got us through a tough time, but it is time to move on. THANK HEAVEN!!

Whisper complete.

May 5, 2010

Square minus one?

Hmmm. Is that even possible? I donno. This last weekend was filled with screaming babies. The tagamet didn't work. To say the very least. I called Monday three times. First leaving a voicemail for the doctor himself (which he later asked how I got to his voicemail! Because I am a very smart person.), then I left one for the nurse and a couple hours later actually got a hold of the nurse.

I said that the GERD was WAY worse and that if I only had one baby, I might be able to work through some of this, but having two babies... I was having a bit of trouble. (in other words, I haven't slept but a few hours because when I finally get one baby to sleep, the other one wakes screaming... and it is a terrible, shrill, high pitched, "my froat hurts" scream.)

So yesterday I took the babies into the doc. He basically said that he didn't realize that they were still on the zantac (I switched doctors) and that the tagamet was basically the same this as the zantac and that the effectiveness of said drugs wears off over time. He prescribed prevacid (which we have tried before and it worked IF you could get the babies to take it... they were only 3 months old at the time and we had a terrible time administering it. Now we are told we can sprinkle it on food.)

So when we stop taking steps backwards maybe I can regain my sanity. I (again, feeling stupidly optimistic) hope this works.

The babies are doing good otherwise. They are weighing in at 15 lbs 9 oz and on Saturday they will be 7 months old. It feels like a dream to type that sentence.

Maddie is the flirt. She will smile and flirt with anyone! She loves to sit up by herself and take long rides in the stroller. She has the most beautiful green eyes and a smile from ear to ear. She thinks that anything daddy says is super funny.

Mickie is the philosopher. She is always so serious and you have to work a little harder to get her to laugh. Not too hard though! She has a rib that is ticklish if you just brush against it. She loves to stand up. She has the most beautiful blue eyes and her smile is SO big. She has eye lashes like a giraffe.

This weekend is "m" day. I get comments like, "this is your first real mother's day." I am not sure whether to be offended or grateful. I am kinda offended. My fur babies were my only babies for a long time and I haven't just kicked them by the curb since the babies came. (a lot of typing deleted...) I could go on and on about this day and why I think it is so bittersweet, but then, I am preaching to the choir.