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Friday, January 25, 2013

I am a huge believer in breast milk and I truly believe it's best, but could someone explain this to me?

Breast milk = fussy
Breast milk= fussy
Breast milk = fussy
Formula= happy, smiley
Breast milk= fussy

Kinda discouraging to me. :)

10 comments:

Kerri said...: Maybe she is allergic or sensitive to something in your diet? My sister was always fussy after my mother ate seafood. Once she cut seafood out of her diet, no more fussy baby.; January 25, 2013 at 6:05 PM
Sarah Johnson said...: Not to sound like a broken record, but she sounds so similar to when my son had lactose overload. I SO wanted to nurse him, but he just couldn't handle it. He was like a different baby as soon as we went to formula.; January 25, 2013 at 8:01 PM
Jodi said...: Sarah, definitely something to mention to her pedi next week!!; January 25, 2013 at 8:22 PM
Anonymous said...: I don't know any advice, but she is just so super cute in that picture!! Love her smiley face ;-)
Neva; January 25, 2013 at 8:57 PM
Sarah Johnson said...: Jodi, my pedi wasn't 100% convinced. He just thought it was "colic". Which I tend to think is just a catch all. I feel like there is usually something that causes it. Then again, I'm no doctor. It was crazy, Kade just all of the sudden turned into this fussy, gassy, baby that nursed all the time. We used a similar lactose free formula. Might try it for a few feelings. I did, mad Kade was back to his old self. A day later I tried to nurse him again, and the fussy, unhappy returned. I hope poor Abigail finds some relief soon!; January 25, 2013 at 10:00 PM
Julie said...: If you do want to nurse, you could try cutting back on your dairy intake and keep nursing her. If that helps then you know the culprit. I know a lot of people who have had to do this. Then after a month or so they slowly reintroduce dairy in their own diets. Her digestive system is still so immature it may just take a while. Usually the digestive system is not fully mature until 6 months. Hence the gassy babies and such!; January 26, 2013 at 7:33 AM
Sherry said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; January 26, 2013 at 5:19 PM
Sherry said...: By what you posted about her sucking a bottle dry. Sounds like you aren't producing enough milk. However, I nursed both of mine and suplemented with formula. I could not pump to save my/kids life. So if I had someone else watch them they got a bottle. Or if I was somewhere I didn't feel comfortable they got a bottle. I nursed/bottle feed both of my kids for 13 months. Just keep up with fluids so you won't dry up. Nurse maybe every other time. Hope it helps. Boob or Bottle your kids are loved and that's all that really matters!; January 26, 2013 at 5:22 PM
Jodi said...: Thanks Sherry. I don't see a problem with breastfeeding and supplementing with formula. She is still getting the nutrition from breast milk either way. I'll nurse her as much as I can and supplement if I have to. :); January 26, 2013 at 8:12 PM
Jodi said...: One thing is for sure, the fenugreek increased my supply!! But something in my milk is making her fussy. I bottle fed her my milk to see if it just wasn't coming out fast enough. She was still fussy. Going to try to get in to a lactation consultant soon and see what's going on. The way she screams sometimes, it feels like I'm poisoning her, not doing what is best for her. :(; January 27, 2013 at 2:01 PM

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Never Before

NEVER BEFORE
by Jodi Glunt

Never before have I known such love
As that which I feel in my heart.
My beautiful daughter, although physically petite
Fills up an enormous part.

Never before have I seen such strength
From a person who weighed but a pound.
And yet she’s a fighter through and through
With very little that gets her down.

Never before have I heard such laughter
With an energy and zest for life.
She consistently shows me the wonder and joy
While overlooking the pain and strife.

Never before have I felt such mercy
From a God who has allowed me to raise
This miraculous, amazing daughter of mine
On earth, throughout all of my days.

A micropreemie shattering every prediction
About the life she had in store.
Teaching us all about the miracles within us
That we never quite realized before.

Playing In Heaven Instead by Jodi Glunt

You were the perfect little boy
Of whom we always dreamed.
Did you know we had your name picked out?
All along or so it seemed.

You even had your daddy’s hands
So miniature in size.
In life we never got to hold you
Or even see your opened eyes.

We had so many plans for you.
Did you know you are a twin?
I wanted you to grow up together.
What a pair you would have been!

I wanted to take you to the park
And push you on the swing.
I wanted to teach you how to walk,
And read and write and sing.

I wanted to show you a fire truck
And let you ride upon a horse.
I wanted to take you to the zoo
To see the giraffes, of course.

I wanted you to watch cartoons
And play video games with dad.
And you and I would take a nap
Oh, the times we would have had.

But, your mommy’s plans were not to be.
“I have other plans,” God said.
“You won't be playing in life’s playground
You’ll be playing in heaven instead.”

And although I ache with sadness
And in my arms I long to hold.
I’ll see you again in heaven
When my story on earth’s been told.

A Poem

A thousand tiny fireflies
Parading through the night
Illuminate the starless skies
With incandescent light
They are miracles, here on earth
So bold, so strong, so wise
And bring to life a sense of worth
For those who lack great size.

Some of this life’s smaller treasures
Are the ones which matter more
Than the larger joys and pleasures
That we have grown to adore
Volume is not as essential
As the gift that lies inside
Smaller souls with much potential
Who shall never be denied.

A thousand tiny fireflies
Parading through the night
Illuminate the starless skies
With incandescent light
These children, while born premature
Are testaments of worth
Their spirits bold, their futures sure
To ever bless the earth.

© 2006 – Jill Eisnaugle’s
Poetry Collection

Friday, January 25, 2013

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