Sick Baby

We're  2 weeks into our parenting journey, and we've learned so much already. I'm hoping that we're doing at least an average job. We're sleeping 2-3 hours at a time--and Gianna has even let us sleep up to 5 hours once! (She's very generous) We've handled crying, feeding, outings to Target and the doctor, and I've even tackled my first time nursing in public. However, our biggest challenge has been projectile vomiting.

Never have I been more worried about another human being in my life. On Tuesday, we headed to the military base to register Gianna for our insurance and decided to stop by the store to walk around a bit. I found a couple of shirts to try on, and fed her in the dressing room while I was at it. Fray came in to help change her, and when I laid her back on my lap--she vomited like a fountain all over both of us. Her entire feeding. Keep in mind our lovely little girl doesn't even spit up. Ever. I chalked it up to the 45 minute drive, and the increased activity. The next morning after we woke up, I fed her and after she was done I was playing around with her little arms and we were talking to each other and she again vomited her entire feeding all over me and the bed, floor, pillows. Twice in a row was too much. We called the doctor and took her in a few hours later. From what the nurse practitioner could see--she's perfect. So, the theory is that she is eating too much with each feeding causing her stomach to get too full so she gets rid of it. It scares the crap out of me that she's going to vomit in her sleep…so with every movement I jump out of my sleep scaring my husband and we just stare at her for a minute before going back to sleep.

I now just want her little stomach to grow and for her to get a little older so she can handle the feedings better and we don't have to worry.

Sometimes, the smallest things take up the most room in your heart. -A.A. Milne