I got my hand slapped by the pediatrician this week for stopping in. I happened to be in the building for my own doctor's appointment and wanted to see if someone could quickly check out the lump that I discovered on little Lucas' head. Does this growing tumor require a visit, I wanted to know? The nurse told me that I need to call in such questions (not just pop in at will) and that the lump was normal.
Normal. What is normal? Everything seeming out of the ordinary freaks me out. We were just in last week because of his flaming red rump and enlarged breast tissue (caused apparently by my hormones in the breast milk...oh and the same hormones give him baby acne, too). My hormones SUCK!
Today, I got up the courage to call the office again because Lucas has been stuffy and struggling to breathe at night since Saturday and then screaming like he is in pain when I am feeding him. It's been a long few days of excessive fussiness. And it turns out that the problem is possibly with me. My diet, actually. I am now to avoid all dairy (WHAT, no ice cream, milk, cheese or yogurt?!), acidic juices, caffeine, carbonated beverages. Life as I know it is officially over. All of my little pleasures have been taken away from me...sleep, showering in peace, and now ice cream and orange juice). What next? I just wanted a little nasal spray or something not an evil diet.
Note to self--Don't call the pediatrician anymore. He has it in for me.
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SISTER - I HAVE BEEN THERE! It will get better, I promise! I gave up everything, too, during the first few months of breast feeding. In addition to the pediatrician's suggestions, my mother, mother-in-law and other various women whom I did not ask, I was told to give up garlic, fried foods, most veggies, pizza, and CHOCOLATE - GASP! That is where I drew the line! I declared for all to hear, "My child will be fine with me eating chocolate! Afterall, he IS my child!"
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