The Sunday of Labor Day weekend we had a party for my dad’s 60th birthday. I mentioned this. I also mentioned that Alex was constipated and pretty cranky that day. At moments, it really wasn’t pretty.<\/p>\n
But we gave him some Milk of Magnesia that night, and later the next day, he managed to, shall we say, clear some of what was plugging him up. Problem solved.<\/p>\n
Or so I thought.<\/p>\n
As we got to the end of last week, though, I realized that Alex hadn’t had another “real” poop all week. Some little “turd-lettes” as Eric calls them. But nothing significant. And he hadn’t been eating as well as normal. And he was waking up fussy 2-3 times at night. In fact, for the last few days, he was up between 5:30 and 6:00 am. I’d get him back down for an hour or so, but our mornings were starting way to early!<\/p>\n
Then, it struck me that perhaps the problem wasn’t totally resolved. Yes, I know, it took me days to put all the pieces together. But hey, I finally got it.<\/p>\n
So I gave him Milk of Mag. again yesterday before nap and again at bedtime. When we were playing after dinner, the poor little guy started to be obviously uncomfortable. He’d grunt and work for a bit, then get fussy and come running to one of us. We kept him entertained and told him to keep trying. Finally, we started to smell something. It wasn’t a sweet smell, either. And sure enough, right before bed, he managed to finally get out what was bothering him.<\/p>\n
And he slept all night. And so did I. Lovely!<\/p>\n
So I may give him the M.o.Mag. again today just to make sure we don’t repeat this episode next weekend. And hopefully, we can move past this. No pun intended.<\/p>\n
Poor little guy!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The Sunday of Labor Day weekend we had a party for my dad’s 60th birthday. I mentioned this. I also mentioned that Alex was constipated and pretty cranky that day. At moments, it really wasn’t pretty. But we gave him … Continue reading