M has been a major spit up queen since, always. I have gone to the doctor about it twice now. They say since she is gaining weight they see no reason to put her on meds. They gave me the regular, elevate baby advice, and cut out all dairy. Even doing that, she has gone through 3 bibs, 3 burp cloths, and 2 onesies, and I changed my clothes twice today. As a mom I know something is up with my baby. I just wish there is more I can do. I can't change doctors I'm on military insurance. Any suggestions? Also what type of dairy free diet are you on? I miss cheese!
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We are going through the exact same thing!! I was told to go dairy free two weeks ago and it's killing me...
LOs reflux isn't any better so I'm thinking I will consult the pedi and go back to dairy.
Basically I've been eating a make it myself diet, which in turn is better for me but I totally miss some good stuff. We used to do a once a week run to DQ just to get out of the house for an hour, drive around, put LO to sleep but I can't do that anymore either.
I can't get past the weird smell of goat cheese!
I didn't have to go dairy free, but I only eat skim milk, Greek yogurt (sometimes a fat free Yoplait, too), and occasional cheddar or mozzarella on food but not too much of it.
The pedi Rx'd something after seeing LO eat. You could tell she wanted to eat but was really in pain, and her eating habits changed from the massive spit ups all day long to only eating for one or two minutes and then crying, refusing to eat. The Rx helped but she still spits up a LOT! It just helped her to be able to eat again. So who even knows if medicine would help? She still gets 2-3 outfit changes a day and I wash bibs and burp cloths like crazy. If it's after her breakfast and I'm not wearing my PJs, I cover myself in one of the aden + anais blankets to keep the vomit off of my clothes.
OMG - that's hilarious, but true. And this is coming from a part time hippie, or at least I used to be.
My pedi was never really concerned, since LO was gaining weight really well. I'm on a restricted dairy intake diet anyways due to my lactose in tolerance. For my pedi it was more about quality of life, since she was gaining weight. She was fussy before every spit up, but nothing that couldn't be soothed by us. The day she started screaming/yelling and tears were coming down we called in and her pedi prescribed us meds. Since starting Zantac, it's been night and day. She's back to her overly happy cooing self. And the spit ups now are minimal if she even has any at all.
Before the meds, she told us smaller feedings more often, elevate for 30 minutes after, etc. Things we were already doing, or she was already doing herself. None of it helped. A day or two before it got to the point of tears with her, she was doing this: cry, spit up, comfort feed; repeat. It was so sad to watch the vicious cycle.
I hope you and your LO find relief soon!
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I really can't picture you as a part-time hippie! I consider myself a convenient hippie though, and I think that amuses people who know me.
BFP #1 9/7/10, EDD 5/14/11, Violet born 5/27/11.
BFP #2 4/9/12, EDD 12/16/12, M/C Rory 4/24/12.
BFP #3 10/6/12, EDD 6/16/12., Matilda born 6/17/13.
But it is so nice to know I am not the only one. Most of my friends can just prop their babies up other shoulders with out a care. No way here I have to cover myself with one of the many ugly hospital blankets and stand on a beach towel when I stand up from feeding him!
Oh and I agree about the hippie smell, and I used to be a bit of one myself, still am on the inside, just the clothes have changed.
Really? I followed Widespread Panic the summer after graduating, rather than going to Europe. Huge Grateful Dead fan, all that business but I had to trade in my patchwork skirts when I joined the Junior League.
I guess I am like the previous poster...I'm a hippie on the inside, just don't dress like it anymore.