I took the boys to the doctor today.
Paxton
Weight: 11 lbs. 9 oz.
Height: 23.25 inches
HC: 14 inches
Quinn
Weight: 33 lbs.
Height: 34.75 inches
Quinn at Paxton's age was 15.25 lbs. I think he was in the 98th percentile (still is). Paxton at 11-9 is in the 37th percentile. There is quite a difference between the two boys. Paxton is quite a bit smaller than what Quinn was. Paxton has a harder time nursing due to his tummy gas. He stomach is in pain a lot of the time. He wants to nurse.
Paxton has been colicky. It's been so hard and wearing on me when he's colicky. It's hard because I know he hurts but I feel helpless. I don't know how to help him. My sister Karalee suggested that we take him to the chiropractor. She said that it helped Dane out quite a bit.
The chiropractor said that his stomach was rolled into his diaphram and needed to be pushed down. He realligned him too. He did do good for a little while but knew that he needed to be taken back in. We weren't too impressed with who we picked the first time so we decided to take him somewhere else.
This time, the chiropractor taught us how to roll his stomach back down. He taught us how to massage him and suggested using lavendar and peppermint oil along with some olive oil so it doesn't burn his skin. We are supposed to do this 3 times a day. So far, it has helped out a lot. He has been sleeping and nursing better. We go back next week and the week after. I'm going to show him what I've been doing at home so he can correct me if I'm doing it wrong. I like this chiropractor a lot better.
Here is a sample of one of my days this week. I needed to go grocery shopping. I had no choice but to take both boys. I thought it'd be fine and that it wouldn't be a big deal. At first it wasn't. Paxton started to cry. He wouldn't stop crying unless he was being held. I had him in my arms the rest of the time shopping. That is hard when trying to juggle a 2 year old at the same time.
Quinn was in the grocery cart being calm. This was because he was eating the pint of strawberries I had just put in the cart. I didn't notice because this is when I was trying to calm Paxton down before he hyperventilated. He hid the remains inside of my purse. Then all of a sudden Quinn started to cry. I wasn't sure why but knew that no matter what I did he wouldn't stop. He wanted to walk so I let him out of the cart. He started taking the food off of the shelves. When I had asked for him to return the items he refused. He, then, decided to take off running. I was able to catch up to him before he went too far. I made him get back in the cart while I put the remaining food on the shelf.
The rest of the trip, both boys were crying. I decided that I had gotten enough food and that it was time to go.
Paxton ended up falling asleep while I loaded the car and Quinn was sitting quietly in his car seat. I decided I would try going to the library. We would get there just in time for story time. When I had told Quinn of our plan he was very excited to go. He didn't whine or anything getting there or going in.
On a side note; the library is under construction so we couldn't go in the doors we had parked next to. There is someone giving shuttles to and from the front of the library. I had my stroller, car seat, and Quinn. She still let us get on. Other people helped to make sure we didn't have to walk the distance. It wasn't far but with Quinn going turtle speed I was appreciative of the ride.
Anyways, right when we got to story time he started crying. He calmed down once he realized I wasn't leaving him. He sat on my lap the whole time. I'm not sure why he was feeling so needy and insecure at that time. At the end Paxton started to cry. Everyone started leaving and Quinn thought that I was going to leave him too. I had to pick up Paxton to get him settled. I couldn't pick Quinn up. He started to cry harder. People around us tried helping but that just made things worse. I grabbed the first few books I could see and quickly checked out. We were headed for home. I was not going to try to go somewhere else. They both cried all the way home. I even stopped to see if nursing Paxton would help. It did. He fell asleep but when I put him back in his car seat he immediately started crying again.
Luckily, when we got home, Quinn took a nap. Paxton fell asleep too. That gave me time to put the groceries away.
When I talked with the chiropractor I asked why Paxton would hate bucket seats like his car seat and swing so bad. He said that his intestines are being smooshed together causing him pain. It's kind of like a guy with a gut wearing a belt way too tight. That makes sense why he was so angry while we were in town the other day.
Surprisingly, I didn't get all that frustrated with my kids. I was very emotionally exhausted. I hope we are at the tail end of this colickiness because I'm not sure how much more I can handle. Quinn is at a very defiant stage right now and that makes things a little harder.
Not all days are like this...thankfully. Paxton has his good and bad days and so does Quinn. Most of the time they're quite enjoyable. I know I don't have anything to complain about. Others have things a lot worse than I do. So, I'm looking on the bright side of things and trying to enjoy the sweet moments I do have with my boys. They truly do bring me so much happiness. I love having them around. I'll take a few hard days over not having them at all. It is so worth it. The good days out-weigh the bad days. Whew!
Another interesting tid-bit. The chiropractor said that Paxton will go in and out of colickiness. He is more likely to be colicky when he is going through a growth spurt. He stated that he can grow as much as an inch during that time. That's a lot. It's like an explosion waiting to happen inside the body.
Apparently spell check isn't working so don't mind the errors. I don't have time to read through it either.
