It’s been another long stretch without an update & I do apologize for that. Things don’t ever seem to settle down with a new baby in the house.
We had an eventful Labor Day weekend. Butter had his one month check up on Friday. While he’s on par with his one month milestones, he hadn’t gained any weight from his last weight check. He was still 9lbs, half an ounce. His doctor also heard a heart murmur. She said it sounded innocent enough, but because he hadn’t gained any additional weight, she ordered a chest x-ray. Husband & I discussed going in on Friday night, but we decided to wait until Saturday morning because we wanted to go to our favorite sushi restaurant one last time before they closed.
Saturday morning we got up & headed to A.I. duPont Children’s Hospital. We arrived around 1 p.m. Around 2:30 we left, because the radiologist hadn’t heard back from our pediatrician’s office. We went into the city to grab lunch & just after we ordered, my phone rang. It was the doctor & I’ll be honest, he scared me a little because the first thing he said was “Hello MamaPhan, I’m going to turn you around & send you to the Emergency Room.” Not exactly what I’d think a doctor would say to a new mom, but okay… I can handle this. He told me that there was a haze in/around Butter’s lungs on the X-Ray. He called ahead to the Emergency Room, Husband & I ate our lunch & we went back to the hospital.
Longest. Weekend. Ever.
We arrived around 4 p.m. [I think]. After two rounds of blood work, an EKG & no real idea what they were looking for, he was admitted somewhere around 10 or 11 p.m. I ran home for a few minutes to grab some things [shower stuff, extra clothes, etc] & that was the only time I left the hospital until we were discharged on Monday afternoon. Husband left briefly on Sunday afternoon to bring our dirty clothes home & pick up fresh ones. We spent the entire weekend at the hospital. We saw a nutritionist & a cardiologist. Butter had an echocardiogram done to look at his murmur & we were told it’s an innocent one that he will most likely outgrow. He gained 11.5 ounces while we were in the hospital [though I’m convinced their scale was off AND his last weight check was done just after he’d eaten]. His official diagnosis was “failure to thrive.”
On top of all of that, we found out at his one month check up that he has reflux. He got a prescription for Zantac & has been such a different baby ever since! He is able to eat more at each feeding & I’m a firm believer that that’s why he’s gained weight. We still have to supplement with formula, but I can’t be upset about that. He’s getting the benefit of breast milk & the formula is just helping him to gain weight the way that his doctor would like. After much struggle & feeling disappointed in myself that I couldn’t exclusively breast feed from the beginning… I don’t care. I’ve made my peace with the situation. The only downside to the formula is that he’s on one of the most expensive ones out there. We had a follow up appointment early this morning & the doctor that we saw said we can try giving him the cheaper formula that we have once a day then slowly increase it to see if he’s tolerating it well. The reason for the expensive formula is that his doctor thinks he may have a milk protein sensitivity. Lots of trial & error with this kid, but it’s worth it.
The most important thing for us to realize is that we’re not doing anything wrong. Even though he hadn’t gained weight, he hadn’t lost weight either. And he grew an inch in length.
Thank you to everyone for your thoughts & prayers while Butter was in the hospital. We appreciate it more than we can say.