Today has been a hard day. You didn't sleep well last night, and have screamed a lot today. You're still refusing to eat, and I can't figure out why. Your Zantac is definitely helping, and you haven't spit up in a few days, but you've started screaming while nursing again and it breaks my heart. There's nothing worse than knowing you're hungry, placing my breast in your mouth, seeing the milk shooting in, and watching you scream instead of eat. It makes me feel like a horrible mother, but I know the feeling will pass. You're currently snoring on my shoulder, and I know I should put you down, but I need to hold you right now. It's selfish, but it makes my day so much better by having you cuddled up against my chest, sleeping soundly. If I can't help you eat, at least I can help you sleep. We'll try again in a few hours.
Well, it's hours later, and you've screamed all day. It's getting better, and I think I've figured out your problem with nursing. You've gotten used to a bottle which gives you instant gratification. So, now you don't want to work for your food, and you scream when my milk slows down. We're making progress though, and you nursed for 20 minutes at your last feeding! Then you screamed and fell asleep on me with some coaxing. Tomorrows anther day, and hopefully it won't be as stressful.
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