I love the mornings right now. Maia is a talkative little monster during them, and I can usually get her to smile at me a few times while we play around with one another. “Playing” at this point is really not much more than me waving a rattle or toy in front of her and watching her follow it with her eyes, or me tickling the breath out of her and smothering her with kisses, but I still love it. She makes the funniest faces and talks back at me, making these sort of uncontrolled shouts or coos. It’s adorable.
I can’t get that scary moment on Friday night when she stopped breathing out of my head, though. And yesterday, she vomited twice, once seeming to choke on it. I took a little online Infant Reflux Screening Quiz, and if I’m being honest with myself I answered yes to several of the questions — more than I expected to. I tend to be the kind of person who ignores/downplays symptoms of illness. We see the midwife for our last appointment tomorrow, and our family doctor on Tuesday, so I’ll be able to get two opinions and possibly a prescription if needed. I hate the thought of this being an issue with Maia, I’d rather say it’s colic or gas or something, and I really hate the idea of giving her some sort of prescription medicine, but if she’s genuinely got reflux, then it needs to be treated, and I’m on board with that. I just don’t want to be one of those moms who relies on modern medicine for any little thing that seems to go wrong with her child, but I also don’t want to deny symptoms that include my daughter NOT BREATHING.
Also, can I just say… I am totally geeking out about existere’s twins. I can’t wait for the results of her scan to find out their genders. It’s kind of silly, it’s like I am thinking of these kids as Maia’s e-cousins!