The first few weeks with a newborn are always interesting, hey?

It’s always an interesting time during the first 4 weeks of a babies life. I mean, apart from the effects that mom and (hopefully) dad have to deal with. In fact let’s look at some of them:

1. The routine change. You know, dad goes to work, mom stays at home at does nothing. Ha, right. Maybe 30 years ago, but nowadays a dual income home is a necessity and not a luxury. This means that dad needs to help out with the new person in his life. Mom will probably have to get back to work quickly then, so whilst she is at home, mom has to look after the newborn, get the food ready for the family, stress about no sleep for her, for her husband, for her kids (if they have more) and then there’s her own stress too! Hectic.
2. Dealing with crying in the house as a norm. It sometimes takes quite awhile to get used to the noise of a crying baby again. It’s not that it’s bad or anything, it’s just different from what you’re used to.
3. Having to split yourself and your time into multiples, depending on how many other kids you have. This can be the most different thing to learn how to do. How do you split your time, your affection and your love to more than just one? This one you’ll have to figure out for yourself.
4. Feeding. Now this really can be a tricky one. Breast is best, or is it bottle? It’s certainly no lie that if a mom can breast feed for a bit it is great to get the initial colostrum inside the baby, get the immune system stronger with mom’s antibodies and all that good stuff, but there are a lot of woman that simply can’t breast feed. This can be due to health, breast jobs done or even stress. I know as a dad I actually enjoy having a bottle in one hand and a baby in the other. It’s a time of bonding, of reflection.
5. The dreaded reflux. Apparently lots of babies suffer with acid reflux, and this causes the littlies to cry a lot and spit up milk all the time. I know I suffer with it very badly and am on chronic medicine for it, so I can only imagine how horrible it is for a little person.

But hold on a second, I’ve forgotten the best part. Wind.

Yup, I reckon the worst thing is wind. So many babies suffer from taking in wind whilst feeding and this seems to cause the most troubles for the little guys. It can also be a horrible time for the parents. I can remember with our first child the 10 weeks of bad colic that we all endured. It was horrible, truly one of the worst experiences I can remember.

There were a few things that helped.
1. Correct feeding positions together with lots of burping.
2. We visited the chiro and actually found some issues. I highly recommend this for Caesar babies. They get pulled so much during the procedure, it’s no wonder their little bodies need re-aligning.
3. We even bought a flipping expensive rocking device, that didn’t really work. But our daughter enjoyed it when she got to be 2.
4. Drugs. We finally resorted to a 26 year old concoction of paed meds that worked like a charm. But this isn’t for everyone.

The most important thing that we found was to really try and enjoy as much if it as possible. It lasts for such a short period of time and you really do miss those happy times. So, forget about your sleep loss, your tired screaming brain and stop stressing. Enjoy your newborn as often as possible. It’ll be worth it, just wait and see.

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Projectile vomit at Midnight

Night number 3 came along with a new routine for my wife and I. I’m not really one of those dads that will just watch mom wake up at all hours, get moody due to lack of sleep, and quite frankly I prefer to have my normal wife back, so I like to help out.

So last night we fed our newborn at 21:30 and his next feed was due about 3 hours after that. I duly set my alarm for 23:15 and went to sleep.

It was great! Our boy woke up at 23:30 and I came in and started to feed him. Only thing was that I couldn’t Figure out that he had huge amounts of gas. But it wasn’t coming out..

It did eventually, all over me! Just a small hurk, but still not the best thing at midnight. So off we went to get him undressed, cleaned up, changed again and back to see if he wanted some more bottle.

I really just wish babies came with a warning light. A big flashing red light that means:

Warning! I’m about to puke.

Or a brown light that meant similarly

Careful, I’m not finished pooing yet.

Or better still, a flashing yellow to indicate (if you have a boy)

Fire hydrant about to explode, cover it or yourself quick!

Anyway, back to the saga from last night. My second attempt to feed went even worse than the first one did. This produced a proper
projectile vomit over me, him, and my face! All at 12:30.

But why did this happen?

Any ideas would be greatly appreciated. My wife seems to think that
our boy has too much wind, so he often needs a second winding.

Hopefully tonight will be different. It will be my final night before
work starts again, so the real adventure begins tonight.

Enjoy