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Morella had her 4 month and one week well check today. She weighs 12 pounds! Let’s do the math…I have mentioned how I wish I was better at math right? Anyway… on Feb. 20th she was 10.9 ounces. How many ounces are in a pound? Oh thank goodness for google calculator. Okay she so gained 1 lb and 1 ounce in 40 days so that is a little less than 1/2 an ounce a day. Hm. Oh well, the good thing is that she is gaining and it matches her growth curve of 10-12%. Height was 24.5 which is 53%.

She had her shots and didn’t give out that blood curdling cry..and she even ate a bit after that and then killed a 6 ounces bottle when we got home. I got her randitine adjusted to 23 mL but the prevacid is still staying the same at 1/2 a tablet a day. She has also graduated to a full dropper of tylenol which I gave her when we got home.

The doctor seemed to me to push solids, but it all depends on how her Wednesday barium swallow study doctor appointment goes. If she fails then solids are pretty much a given. If she passes…then I don’t know how to proceed. Solids may or may not help her reflux. Geez, the stuff she is taking is so thick and goopy that it might as well be a solid. She also said that sippy cups is something that Morella probably shouldn’t start until 6-7 months…I wonder what the speech pathologist will say to that since she was the one that planted the kernel in my head that sippy cups might be the way to go to get more fluids into her if she fails her swallow test.

I also learned that not all babies are as “wiggley” as Morella. I said “I thought all babies were like this.”

And she said “No, Morella is extra wiggley, which of course burns a lot of calories. She’s just determined to be long and lean.”

I also just made an appointment with her again for the 6 mo check up even though I was hellbent on trying out the other new pediatrician. I was especially encouraged when I saw that her last name is Seaborg. Dude, she’s BORG!!! But Star Trek nerdiness aside, I kept with the current doctor because she does know Morella’s complete history and we are getting along better with each other. Maybe it’s that we are starting to ‘understand’ one another. Maybe.

There you have it. One big appointment down, and one to go.

On a side note. I went to Panera for lunch beforehand it was crazy busy as it usually is around lunch time. I ended up sitting at one of those two-fer tables in which half was already occupied. Morella started to act up so I took her out and soon as I did the two ladies next to us and the lady I was sitting with started talking to me and Morella about babies. The one lady I was next to was a soft ball recruiter from Clarksville TN 20 minutes outside of Nashville, and she was SO nice. I had such a lovely time chatting with her. I guess it was probably as nice for her since was an out of towner and eating lunch by herself. I am almost tempted to go Panera more often to meet and talk to other people.

Oh and the pediatrician complimented me on my hair! Even though it was totally messy and bed heady with several parts sticking up. She said “Isn’t it supposed to look like that?”

Ha ha, I guess so.

Did more couch shopping today. I think we are going to wait for two weeks until Steinwaffles 7% sale ends and see what their next gig is, in the meantime we’ll see what other stock rotates through A1 Furniture. We know what we want, we have searched high and low at other places and now it’s just a waiting game. If the economy continues in the direction it’s currently going, then the sales should get better.

In the meantime, I am working on Operation Spring Clean. I still haven’t made those lits for each room, but the idea still rambles about in my head. Friday night I cleaned Koopa’s cage. Saturday I no wait, I cleaned her cage on Saturday because on Friday night Tim and I had an awesome night out thanks to the grandparents!! They were generous enough with the time to visit Morella until the wee hours of the morn which mean that we got to see a lame show at Union South and then went to see an awesome Indian (as in India) DJ at the Majestic. I dressed up people! Put on makeup even! Alert the press! The bummer thing about that is that the next day I was so tired.

Tonight after Morella went to bed at 8:00, I did the dishes, scrubbed the sink, swept AND mopped the floor. The first time in four months. There are still other things like wipe the cupboards, the walls, clean the microwave, fridge, stove, and dog dish…not to mention all the other littler projects like actually tackling inside the cupboards. But it’s a start. Maybe I’ll actually make that list tomorrow and maybe putting a list for every room up will also inspire the Manager around here to pitch in. A little extra credit, you know?

I mentioned to Tim tonight that I was thinking about going back to TKD and working on finishing my black belt. Just two days a week, you know get some structured exercise with a cause. He said immediately to go for it! Wow. It was nice to get a little encouragement like that because, well I have been finding reasons to put it off. I do miss exercise though and it would be a good reason to get out of the house two days at week for an hour and half. Since Tim got the raise, it would cover half of that cost…and who knows hopefully Morella will pass her barium swallow study test this Wednesday and we won’t have to buy Simply Thick anymore.

Everyone, think good vibes for her this week and … good swallowing vibes in particular! She needs them…heck, WE need them.

Okay I should head to bed. I just finished watching more Carnivale, and Morella has an appointment with a scale and couple of needles tomorrow afternoon.

I am having one of those days where it feels like everything is getting ahead of me. It’s anxiety. I know it. You know my mother is a very anxious person. She spends most of her time worrying about things that don’t need to be worried about. It’s because of this that I have spent a good portion of my life in pursuit of moderation. In particular, I strive to not be like her in that regard.

If I were to get right down to it, the real root of my problems is Morella’s eating patterns. I am now worrying whether no four feedings a day is enough for her. She seems to be in transition and since that is the case, I shouldn’t put much so stock in anything that happens from day to day. Yet, I do. I was doing really good just going with the flow, and in some respects I still am. If you go by that whole two ounces per pound thing and since we are pretty sure she hasn’t hit 12 pound then a minimum of 24 ounces a day should be sufficient. She is hitting that benchmark at least once a week but usually ranges between 24 and 27. I noticed the last few days that she has dropped her bedtime bottle and therefore is eating her last bottle at 6 or 7. What has changed? She is going to bed earlier. Now she is in bed and usually asleep by 8:30 PM.

It’s good that she is going to bed earlier and still sleeping through the night. Oh sure there are moments like last night where she fussed but that was because I didn’t do a successful roll over in which I turn her from her tummy to her back. Her arm was all caught up in her sack and I tried to get it loose and woke her up. She is starting to get up earlier — at 6.00 or 6:30, but that isn’t too bad.

Really it’s rather nice to have that free time in the evening again. I am also experimenting with moving my last pump time up to 10 or 10:30. I mean, normal breastfeeding mothers do that right? The body adjusts…I should just remind myself that my pump is just a fake baby.

Like last night, I watched Carnivale and actually think I might like it. Well, it’s an intriguing story anyway and I am glad that I can finally send those netflix movies back. We have had them for about two weeks! Just think of the other movies that I can watch at night now. I have also been working on letters, and crocheting…and getting to bed a little earlier. I would like to one day eliminate the morning nap I have to take, but I don’t think that is going to happen until I quit pumping.

Anyway. Her reflux is acting up a bit this week, she is showings signs of teething both of which are good reasons as to why she would change her eating pattern and maybe not eat as much (today she isn’t eating that awesome). But really I am focusing on this because her barium swallow study is next week and I am worried and anxious about that.

I just need to take a few minutes and let it go. We have done our best. There is no point in worrying about what might or might not happen until we need to. Morella is not broken. She is healthy and active and getting as much as she wants to eat.

Breathe. Just live in the now.

Speaking of which, since I already got the ball rolling on that anxiety mountain it’s picked up a few hitchhikers…that being the house. I feel like I have let it slide so much that there is so much to do now and I don’t know where to begin. I need to make a list. And start tackling it. One thing a day at least. I guess today I did finish paying the end of the month bills – the mortgage, insurance and credit card. Two of the biggest chunks of the monthly budget, I like to save it for last because then it’s only a few days until Tim’s check is deposited.

Okay well Morella is getting sick of the play mat. I should pick her up, put some music on and maybe start working on that list of things that I would like to do. I know, that the time I am spending MAKING this list could be used doing some of the things…but I need that list. There is something very cathartic about crossing off things and proving to myself that I did do something. Even if it was very small.

Morella is taking an extra long nap this afternoon. Good! The bad is I just got another headache. Boo! I have been struggling with this off and on for the past couple of days. I bet it’s the drastic weather change. I like that it’s getting warmer but I hate what it does to my head.

I have also been feeling fat and unattractive the last couple of days. I guess having a headache sure doesn’t help. I keep thinking of the things that I want:

–someone clean the kitchen complete with dishes, sweeping floor, mopping, cleaning the cabinets, throwing out all the crap we don’t use, reorganizing the shelves and food, cleaning the microwave, etc.

–Someone to cook for me.

–someone to clean the living room, vaccum, mop, beat all the rugs, dust everything, clean the possum cage, organize the books, reframe or frame pictures, rearrange the living room with a new couch

–Someone to clean the bedroom and rotate the bed, change the sheets, go through all our clothes and reassess what Fatty McFat Fat can wear, see into the future and see what she could wear if she dropped more weight, cleaned the dog kennel, went through and sorted through all the shelves and open spaces.

–The office..uh I’m not even gonna start. But for starters, move the computer stuff to the hutch desk, get rid of the L desk and put the futon in there (something we will have to do when the new couch ever comes or gets bought). File everything. Pay the bills, clean the closet and more dusting…

–Morella’s room.

–The bathroom could use a good scrubbing.

–Make my headaches go away.

–Take away twenty pounds.

–Make the cats stop fighting with each other.

–Make Pluto less whiny.

–Refinish the basement. Regrade the side of house. Fix the roof.

Etc. etc.

Tim got a little bonus with his raise today! That’s good news. We’ll use it to buy a new stroller in April. Hurray! I would have gone out on the walk with Pluto and Tim, but Morella is still sleeping and it’s SUPER windy outside. She would hate it. I did manage to get to Target today to buy some washclothes, traveling wipes, some granola bars and half off strawberry whoppers. I might have gotten more or looked around more but Morella was getting angry at being in the car seat. Unusual, I even checked to make sure she was seated right and she was… I think what happened though was one of her feet got stuck in the bottom by the bottom clip thing. There was this one kid at Target throwing a HUGE trantrum. You could hear his screams all the way across the store. I woke Morella up when we got there and she started to cry too. I hurried away from that kid as fast as I could, but it seemed like they were following us wherever we went.

I tried that trick that Laura suggested in the comments to make Morella laugh and no dice. I tried Tim’s trick and … no dice. I guess I am just not a funny person. I know, break out the violin.

I am much recovered today. I did wake up a few times last night with my back hurting and it took while to go back to sleep. I even went back to sleep for two hours after Morella conked out — and now I feel fresh as a daisy! Well, maybe not fresh..I do feel REfreshed. Speaking of which, I should go and take a shower and quit yapping. My face feels like it has an oily mask on.

I also want to leave the house today to go to target and get some washclothes for Morella. The freezing one corner trick works wonders! The ones that we have are too frayed on the ends for her to gnaw on.

I had a case of ‘teh dumb’ this past week. I kept thinking at the same time that Morella’s 4 mo doctor appointment and barium study was this week AND that I still had plenty of time to pay the last of the month’s bills because there is still another and half in March. It also didn’t help that the calender this month had to double up the the last two days with the previous week, which screwed me up. Regardless, I was immensely relieved when I learned that her appointments are NEXT week, and what’s better, the 4 mo appointment is at 1:30 instead of 9:00. I was dreading messing up the morning nap, though I am going to have to do that for Wednesday…but two days in a week would have been too much.

I was also glad it wasn’t today because man…I felt like I had a hangover today! I had a headache, I was so tired and lethargic and blah. I made sure to try and sleep as much as I could or at least lay down when Morella did. I can’t fall asleep in 30 minutes but it was nice to just lay still and try to relax. When she went to bed tonight I went to bed with her and just got up at 11 to pump, and now write a post. Tim is snoring loud enough to wake the newly dead and I am not quite yet in rush to enter that firestorm of noise.

Morella’s bedtime has moved up to 8:00 to 8:30. It happened over the course of a week and half? But it was so fast. It’s hard to adjust when she should get her last bottle because a switch goes off in her head and one minute she is fine and the next she is extremely overtired and yelling that raw scream of “get me to bed!!! NOWWWWWWWW!” So she ate really well today but I didn’t offer her bottle until 8:00 (she had finished the previous one at 6:00) and she wanted nothing to do it with, getting changed to jammies, diaper change etc. I am thinking I am going to have to start offering her the last bottle at 7:30 to give her some time to drink from if it she wants and still be able to wisk her off to bed quickly.

On Easter yesterday at brother in law Mark’s house, Tim made Morella laugh…a bunch of times. He was putting her down for a nap and calming her down … I standing outside listening to the action when suddenly I heard a giggle…then another. Mark was there and opened the door to see Tim and Morella sitting at desk and knocking over a bottle of hair dye. She would just bust into a fit a giggles over the bottle getting knocked over and her about to do it. It was incredible! I was just amazed at how great it sounded and how much it made me laugh to see to see her laugh! It’s sort of like crack, once you hear it you want to hear more.

I tried my best to get her to do it today, but since I wasn’t feeling so hot and I don’t think she was either, we had no luck. That is until Tim came home and he got her to giggle and laugh again this time with a bottle of aftershave. Sigh. I guess I could try the knocking something trick over tomorrow. But at the moment, only Daddy and Caleb can make her laugh.

Maybe part of my problem and Morella’s was getting over Easter. It was a good time, but a lot of excitement, noise, new faces, and tons of stimulation. I have become even more aware that our house is really mellow and Tim and I are not overly excitable people. It’s good for Morella to be exposed to that so that she doens’t become too sensitive, but at the same time it’s hard for me to watch her get overstimulated. I just cringe inwardly whenever I watch her get more than 20 minutes of constant … “something” being shaken in her face. It’s best if I just distract myself and not get into hover mode. If Morella has had enough she’ll let them know (though her fussing usually means it happens MORE!).

Gah. I hope he stops snoring long enough for me to go to sleep. It’s bothering me now and I am in the living room! I just can’t stand it sometimes. Like I can’t stand hearing rubber squeak. It just hurts my brain.

There was more I going to write about, but I am still too tired and groggy to focus. I mean I feel better than I did most of today, but I could still feel better by tomorrow morning if I go to sleep. After all, I am a firm believer that the best way to avoid illness is to sleep. Might as well be preventive. I really hate getting sick too and not feeling well.

Man I am whiny tonight.

Thanks for all the comments. I feel better about the hair cut. I took a shower last night and it was a breeze to wash it and it was dry in no time. That said, when I looked it after the shower I hated it. Then I slept on it and woke up to a poofy mess. Then in the afternoon I put a little product in it and poof! It was awesome again. I think the key here is going to be putting a little something in it to give it some oomf. I don’t know if you picked up on it, but I had a teeny bit of hair cutters remorse. I think the worst of it has passed though and I am excited to see what else I can do with my do. What other looks I can achieve. Now if can complete this make over by losing another 10-15 pounds.

I will note though that I make an effort to get dressed every single day. It’s part of our routine. Said routine:

6:00AM – I wake up and pump. Read while watching the morning news. Then I make bottles, eat breakfast and get Morella’s morning medicine ready.

7:00AM – If Morella isn’t already up (she usually is at 6.30 but will amuse herself for a half and hour before getting up). I go and wake her and Tim up. Give her medicine, watch Daddy get ready for the day, see him off and head back to bed to eat breakfast, read some books, or listen to a few songs.

8:00 – 10:00AM – We both nap. I get up at 10:00-10:30 depending on how tired I am.

10:30-12:00 – Pumping time again, except this time I surf the internet. I make a bottle, freeze milk, wash bottles, get Morella’s midday medicine ready. Drink some decaf. Brush my hair. Take a shower if I need one. Wash the dishes and clean off the counter. Catch up on any internet.

12:00PM – Turn on the bedroom light, start talking out loud about what I am going to wear. Sometimes I will hop into bed and just stare at her for a good 5 minutes before waking her up. I LOVE when she first opens here eyes, focuses on me and smiles. Then I flip her to face me (still on tummy) so that she can get a good 10-15 minutes of tummy time without crying while I get dressed and yammer on. Then she gets medicine, a new diaper and gets dressed for the day. She eats lunch, then I eat lunch.

1:00 – 2 or 3 – We walk around get odds and ends chores done around the house. Included is lots of bathroom mirror time, brushing her hair, another diaper change, check the mail, listen to music, etc. I will also leave the house and run errands or visit Hilary during this time.

2.30 or 3:00 – Her second nap of the day. It lasts only 30 minutes. While she naps, I pump.

3:00-5:00 – Voyager. Afternoon bottle after eating, I end up walking her around, or rocking her in the chair with some books and toys and I sort of zone out and watch TV (with subtitles).

5:30 – Tim is home and we gear up and get ready for the evening walk.

6:00 – 7:00 – Walk Pluto while Tim wears Morella. This walk coincides with her 30 minute late afternoon nap. So she sort of sleeps most of the way through it.

7:00 – Early evening medicine. Dinner bottle, and then dinner for us. She sits in the kitchen or is held and watches as we make dinner or talk to each other.

7:30 – Pump. She is either in the high chair in the kitchen or in the exersaucer next to me.

8:00-9:00 – Dance time and/or walk around…usually it’s both. And on bath days, this is when she gets a bath.

9:00 – Jammy and sposie (disposable diaper) time. After getting changed we sit in the glider and she gets last bottle. She usually only drinks part of it and is usually asleep by 9.15…but I rock her a bit more. How can I resist?

9:30 – Bedtime medicine and then bed.

10:30-11:00 or 11:30 Last pump of the night. I surf the net. Work on a letter. Sometimes take a shower. Wash bottles and pumping gear for the night and morning.

Repeat.

The Good

Morella laughed today! I mean a full out giggle and then repeated it a few times! I had witnesses to hear it…I was driving over to Babies R Us to look for tights that would fit her (no such luck, but did find a pair that fit better than the other ones). And her cousin Caleb was in the back seat with her and … he made her giggle several times! I couldn’t believe it. I called Tim so he could hear it, but of course she got all phone shy and wouldn’t giggle any more.

We haven’t been able to get her to do that ourselves. But her first laugh! It was awesome and made us laugh too. I want to hear more of it.

The Bad

She has been a little extra refluxy the past day or two…and the reason why is:

The Ugly

She is teething. I can’t freaking believe it! I noticed that she started gnawing on her knuckles yesterday to the point where they become red and slightly swollen. It didn’t occur to me that this is what might be happening until I saw her do it later and get frustrated. SO I found a soft teething toy (why are all the other teething toys I have so hard?!) and she went to town. She is drooly (which makes reflux worse), she will chew your finger or wrist or anything that gets near her mouth, and not suck…she is biting and gnawing. I felt her gums and she has a swollen spot where the the front left tooth would be. She has been extra fussy..and sigh. We looked it up and it can start to happen now. I mean she is going to be four months on Sunday, and lets not forget the 12 days overdue part. Anyway so the resources say that teething can start early based on when the parents started. I called Tim’s Mom and she said Tim didn’t get his first tooth until he was about one. Whew! Then I called my Mom and she said we all started around 4 months and apologized.

GAH! It’s MY fault that she is starting this early. I was really hoping that we would catch a break between reflux starting to get better and this. Better yet why couldn’t she be an average of our teething experiences and start at like 7 or 8 months?

Other news:

My Mom had surgery on one eye to remove cataracts. She has to keep the eye patch on for a month! I am xbox live conferencing with them tomorrow at one so she can see Morella and my new hair cut.

I am going to be sending some frozen milk home with the grandparents when they visit on Friday to stockpile for Morella’s summer vacation with them at the end of July. We are planning on going to Baton Rouge and visit some friends. I realize it will be hotter than the devil’s kitchen then, but I have never been to the south and it’s the only time we can really do it. Regardless, I am still looking forward to this. Anyway. I am running out of room in our freezer to store milk. We only have a small one, but it works great. If Morella gets off this thickener…actually even if she doesn’t I *think* she can drink straight up milk from a sippy cup without it being thickened because sucking a bottle is alot harder than drinking from a cup (at least that is what the speech pathologist had told us before…I’ll get more information next week if she fails the test). Regardless.

Average of 30 ounces a day, times 8 days = 240 ounces. Currently I am storing the milk in 6 ounces portions. I can fit 10 six ounce bags into a freezer baggy (double storage protection and ease of organizing in freezer). So that means they are going to need four of the bags, which is going to fill a cooler. I guess later on I can always add another bag for extra insurance. That will give me another month or two that I can store milk.

How am I doing?

I am doing pretty good. Things got a TON better once I started writing down her sleep times in addition to her eating times and I realized that she has a schedule/routine. Once you know that, you know when you are going to get a break and it’s so much easier
to read her and figure out what she wants. She has also gotten over her case of the mommies and is going to both of us equally. I am starting to feel like I am getting a teeny bit more control of my life everyday. Though I am in another down phase in the hating/living with it pumping cycle.

We had her Easter Pictures taken this past Sunday. I got her a dress, her first! It was just the perfect opportunity to really take a baby portrait. The prints are ready and we are going to pass them out at Easter, while she wears the dress of course. In the meantime, I still need to ask if it’s okay if I post one of the pictures that we didn’t use, but we love her expression in the it from the photographer for your Friday photo.

It feels like time is starting to fly and I am not sure what it’s being filled up with. I think in addition to the new couch and stove, that we are also going to buy a stroller. But until then, Tim is happy to wear Morella for the walks. He says it gives him an extra workout.

I almost feel like I should apologize for the baby-centric turn that my blog has taken the past few months. Almost. I then shake my head and remember that I have wanted this for a LONG time. I looked forward to days when I could talk about rocking a sweet baby to sleep, making her giggle uncontrollably, you know — witnessing her firsts. Now I get to do it and I am not going to feel bad for it one bit. Yes, this has turned into a Mommy blog…but that is just where I am right now. Eventually, I am sure it will shift…but for the moment, I will savor this phase as long as I can.

Real quickly because Morella is getting sick of sitting at the computer. These pictures aren’t that awesome…but they will do. I am sure you will see more of me in the upcoming days as I get used to the new hair do and really make it my own.

Before … I thought about making this one black and white, you just like on those before and after ads that you see on TV and in magazines…but in the end decided that though that would be funny…it wouldn’t provide the best comparison shot.

After. This is me this morning after quickly brushing it…so it still has product leftover from yesterday…so…yeah. And that stupid cat just HAD to be in the picture… For the record, this is the shortest that my hair has ever been. Tim wasn’t quite sure about the hair cut, baby thinks it’s great as does Sigrid and the other lady at the salon. Why is that men say they like short hair but whenever you get a short cut they are sort of “eh.” I think they just like short hair on other women.

I went to bed early last night at 9.40 but probably didn’t sleep until 10. Then I had to get up at 11.25 to pump and was in bed again by 12.30. I didn’t set the alarm this morning and I woke up at 6.20 — and went to pump. Tim got up with Morella at 7.10 and I went back to bed!

Ahh. I slept off and on with an eye mask on and ear plugs in until I finally got up at 10. At which point…Morella was still awake. Huh?! She hadn’t taken her long morning nap yet. So I rescued Tim, who had fed her again but she was still super active! I went into the bedroom, gave her medicine so I wouldn’t have to wake up her at 12, and put her down for a nap and left the room. I think because I did that it was okay for Tim to leave the room too. In about 5 minutes she was down and has been ever since.

So…I had time to pump, wash bottles and stuff, wash dishes, clean the counter, drink some coffee, catch up on the internet…and I *think* she should be asleep at least until 1:00 (three hour nap). It’s crazy to have this free time to do with what I want. The first thing that comes to mind is cleaning because bending down and cleaning is hard to do with a baby in hand.

Pluto is bugging the heck out of me. He keeps whining and waiting for Tim to come back, but he has plans all day. Sheesh. I want to throw something at him (which I do for the cats … no I don’t actually hit them! Just throw it near them to make them stop whatever annoying thing it is that they are doing). But that won’t work with Pluto. He whines. Lays his head down and then snaps it up a second later .. listening for Tim.

We ordered Chinese food last night and it’s sort of bitter. I ate it again for lunch today because … well it was there and it was still bitter. Sigh. Oh well, at least I am full now and Tim made a pot of decaf coffee before he left which is nice.

The glider is awesome. I love it. I wish I had done it sooner.

I should go and sweep and mop the kitchen floor. It’s been like two months since the last time that floor saw a mop…at least. I would also like to vacuum, but I don’t want to wake the baby with extra noise.

I feel like my days with Morella are getting better with each passing day. We have a routine now, and I sort of know what to expect from her and I am SO much more patient and calm and just happy to be with her, even when she is crying. Perhaps that comes from being more confident and getting to know each other more. She is such a light in my life.

I also asked Tim if he thought she would pass her next swallow study. He said he didn’t think so. Sigh. I guess it’s better to have low or no expectations in this sort of thing. I guess I will need to order another month supply of Simply Thick. I did start adding an extra 1/2 ounce of milk to the bottles so that when they are made it it’s 6 ounces. She has been knocking at 6 ounces for a while and since I started doing that she maybe hits them…40-50% of the time. It’s no extra formula or simply thick (so yes it’s the teeniest bit thinner…or maybe not..maybe the formula makes it a tad thicker..hm) anyway. She is drinking that down just fine. Of course she still has reflux, but it’s my hope that it isn’t causing serious damage anymore and that she has healed a bit? I guess I’ll know in two weeks. She averages at 25 ounces a day — sometimes she goes up to 27, but not really more than that.