People with impact.

I love meeting new people. Those of you who have met me , know that I am very social and I like to think, warm. ;-)  I love meeting new people with different life experiences, stories, etc.

Today I met a woman with a sweet baby boy, who vomitted on her about 5 times during our conversation. Bells went off in my head...I said, "hey- my 3rd born was like that..." and she told me that she's tried a few different things, formula wise, and that the docs keep telling her it's normal. I told her- " it's not normal. Your baby needs a specialist, and you need to be heard. " She looked a little surprised when I said this, but I told her that the doctors told me Manning was fine. He was normal, just spitting up like a baby tends to do. Then...it went downhill. This baby is 4 months old, he looks like a chunker, but based on what that kiddo was puking , volume wise, he wasn't taking all the nutrients in that his body needs to thrive and grow. I noticed another similarity to Manning's condition- his eyes. When Manning was sick, and battling his colitis on a daily basis, his one eye would always be green and goopy. Almost looked like conjunctivitis. So you treat with eye drops to clear the gunk, it  goes away for a day or two ,and then it's back. Doctors like to tell you it's a blocked tear duct  and that baby will outgrow it. Again- not true. I don't know the exact cause of it, but I know it's dietary, because as soon as we took the dairy and soy out of Manning's diet, he no longer EVER got that goopy, green goo.

I actually started to cry, watching her little man arch and cry ..and puke. That poor baby boy, I really hope those doctors start listening and that they get some answers. Babies shouldn't be in pain or discomfort, especially when it's a (fairly) simple thing to treat, when it's dietary.

I thought about them on my drive home today, and the tears started welling up again. It brings me back to the worry I had when Manning was in the same boat. The doctors appointments I'd schedule and attend, the phone calls to specialists, the googling, the constant scour of the internet trying to find other people going through the same thing, to give me some hope and light at the end of the tunnel. I remember how scared I was, and how helpless I felt.

I really hope they get the advice, and solutions they need- and I hope I will get an update from them when they do.

In happier news...here's a photo of Mia and I, in our matching dresses that I made !