All about Norah

A moment to talk just about Norah, who seems to get the short end of the stick in this blog. In short, compared to Lo, she's had a tough time adjusting to life outside the womb. First, she ends up back in the hospital for light therapy because of jaundice. Now, she's got reflux. Major bummer. Basically, for Norah, it means projectile vomit, pain about 40 minutes after eating, and the need to be relatively upright (hence, sleeping in her car seat). For me, it means more laundry, eliminating foods from my diet (namely, caffiene, which I know isn't good for me; but gosh, it seems so necessary after another night from hell), a lot of rocking and thumping on Norah's back to make her feel better. For Lo, it has meant a lot more PBSkids shows than I'd like for her to watch, but so be it. Bad mom. And poor Jim, he gets a rotten night's sleep and has to deal with a crabby, short-tempered wife.
Anyway, instead of medicating her, we've decided to gut it out until Norah's muscle gets stronger and the reflux resolves on its own (typically by 9 months). In the meantime, due to the excess "spit up", Gouda became Tuna. We're working on resolving that unfortunate problem too. On the bright side, Norah is obviously gaining weight and growing; as evidenced by the triple chins and the fact that she is about to outgrow the 3-6 month old clothes. And, perhaps most joyously, Norah has started to smile. The smiles, though brief, have helped us get through the day.
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