It's agonizing to know what's wrong and not be able to help. So I did what I could based on my internet research until we could get to the doctor on Monday.
After no sleep on Saturday night, I wasn't sure how I was going to get through Sunday. I was so tired. Then the best thing in the world happened. During a quiet moment when she wasn't hurting and screaming, she smiled and laughed at me. My first instinct was gas, but nothing followed except more smiles and happy sounds.
I can't describe the emotions that followed. My heart nearly exploded with love and happiness. I completely forgot how tired I was and somehow managed to get through the rest of the day and night.
First thing yesterday, I called to make her doctor's appointment. I used a phrase I'm sure I'll use a million more times, but yesterday was a first. I called and said, "I need to make an appointment for my daughter."
My daughter? My daughter! The lady didn't miss a beat but in my head, I heard with this echoing booming voice, "I'm a MMMMOOOOMMMMMM!"
After I picked my brain off the floor, we spent the day shuffling around town with errands. We have prescriptions in hand and Caroline is now on baby Zantac. I noticed a difference already last night. And she was able to sleep, which means I got to as well. So today seems like a manageable day.
I also had my follow up appointment and I'm officially off the blood pressure meds. I've also been declared healed from childbirth and ready for exercise. Which is exactly what I want to hear after not sleeping for two days!
Since I'm getting to the end of my maternity leave, there are a couple of projects I'm trying to get done around the house - mainly decluttering. But the pantry and closets are done, so having a happy baby will make it easy to finish things up!
Seven weeks ago at right this minute I was staring at my new born daughter with awe. Seven weeks already? Where did all that time go?