Here We Go Again?

The past three nights, Nolan has had gas and reflux that have made it very difficult for him to get to sleep and stay asleep. Lying down hasn't been much of an option, though we keep trying. Last night, after much screaming, we got him down to sleep around 11:30. For the next two hours, he woke every 10-20 minutes yelping in pain. Finally, he fell asleep deeply enough to be put down (though C didn't dare until 3 a.m.). C and I both woke at 6:30, flabbergasted that the kid hadn't eaten since 11:00. Nolan woke shortly there after, fed, and went back to sleep. He slept for another four hours in an elevated position on the couch. He had a waking period of 90 minutes and then went back to sleep for three and a half hours. At 4:00, he was up again and stayed up. At 90 minutes, he was sleepy, but very difficult to get to sleep. C could feel him regurgitating his last meal and squirming with gas. Although I am super thankful for his incredibly long sleeps, I am anxious about how tonight will look after the last three. Deja vu does not even begin to describe sitting in a darkened living room, bouncing on a yoga ball, back aching, wondering if it has been long enough to be able to put our baby down without him waking-up and wigging-out.

We tried a homeopathic remedy for gas with no luck. Today, I visited five different pharmacies and health-food stores looking for infant probiotics. I finally found them. My hope is that it was the antibiotics he was on that have caused him such digestive distress and that once he gets his good gut-bugs back, he will be fine. My heart sank when I read that it takes three to four days for it to work. Still, I live in hope-- hope that we are not in for another infancy like Norah's. I love the kid, but that was a ridiculous time in our lives-- one I hope not to repeat.