This blog is about the young life of Ian as told by his mother.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

They said the "C" word

That's right. The doctor said the dreaded C word. That would be colic. I've been in denial about it for quite some time. He's cranky, he's tired, he needs to poop, etc. etc. I kept thinking tomorrow would be a better day; but somehow it wasn't. So my poor little guy has colic, reflux, and constipation issues. Sheesh. What a way to enter the world.

So in order to combat this problem, I promptly did what I do best. Bought a book. I'm reading it now and it's called Your Fussy Baby. We'll see if it changes our lives, or if I wasted yet another $12.50.

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