Isaac was kind of fussy at the noon feeding today, and didn't want to take more than an ounce or so from the bottle. We got the rest into him with his tube, and then I snuggled him up on my shoulder. A few minutes later, I heard this weird gurgling noise next to my ear. Then I felt 75cc's of previously ingested milk hit my chest and mostly go down inside the front of my shirt. And then I heard the distinct sound of a poopsplosion.
I mopped us up and dealt with the Diaper From the Abyss, and he looked so much happier afterwards. I wrapped him in a warm blanket in his bassinet and drove home (with the windows down) to change my clothes.
He's still having tummy issues; I don't think we've hit the exact combination of reflux meds yet. Since we can't actually ask him how he feels, we're like shamans, trying to read and interpret his signals and, uh, leavings. Once he's home, we're going to use trixietracker to keep track of his input and output, meds, and sleep patterns. It's not quite as extensive as the nurse's notes, but we'll still be able to keep an eye on everything.
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