Into the 7th seven week
915pm:
You threw up most of the formula milk. We place you high up on the shoulder hoping
you would feel better.... no avail....
925pm:
Hugging you up the chest, resort to using pacifier. You aren't crying, just whinning. We know you are uncomfortable, just didn't know what to do to make you feel better. Usually i 'm quite helpless in situations like this.
10pm:
Tita brought you downstairs, hoping the movements will help soothed you. Heard Grandpa and Grandma speaking to you cheerfully. I bet you look up brightly at them. Your whinning ceased.
Your last full feed was at 615pm, at 915pm, you threw up most of the milk. For a little person that drinks every two hours, are you sure you are ok?
You threw up most of the formula milk. We place you high up on the shoulder hoping
you would feel better.... no avail....
925pm:
Hugging you up the chest, resort to using pacifier. You aren't crying, just whinning. We know you are uncomfortable, just didn't know what to do to make you feel better. Usually i 'm quite helpless in situations like this.
10pm:
Tita brought you downstairs, hoping the movements will help soothed you. Heard Grandpa and Grandma speaking to you cheerfully. I bet you look up brightly at them. Your whinning ceased.
Your last full feed was at 615pm, at 915pm, you threw up most of the milk. For a little person that drinks every two hours, are you sure you are ok?
Labels: Growing up in the First Year
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