Last night we gave C his 1/2 mL of Zantac and put him down to sleep on a wedge baby pillow. I know I lay awake for at least an hour waiting for the nightly my-tummy-hurts meltdown.

Never happened.

I am a new woman.

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Rough night last night...no one got enough sleep around here. We went to the doctor today & are treating for possible reflux...nothing dangerous, just painful for the poor little pumpkin.

On earning my mommy-blogger credentials...

I have a perfectly good excuse for not having posted for several weeks. His name is Christopher Patrick Tracy.


Life as I knew it was changed forever at 8:43 a.m. on Tuesday, August 26, 2008. (Life wasn't scheduled to change for another 3 weeks, but since when does life stay on schedule?)

The last four weeks have been an endless stream of nursing, changing diapers, nursing, attempting to calm the baby, nursing, re-reading the baby care books, nursing, laundry, and yes, nursing. Not so much sleep in there, you might notice.

Nothing I'd heard or read came close to preparing me for these four weeks. If you haven't been there, I could tell you how exhausting and all-consuming and emotionally roller coastery being the mother of a newborn is, but I doubt you'd believe me. I wouldn't have believed me.

The really crazy thing is that he's worth every bit of sleep deprivation, self-doubt, and confusion. From day one, something I'd never experienced before has felt so right. I am blessed.