Wednesday 4 September 2013

Cucumber, holiday fun, and sleep troubles

Having woken up to the sound of the sea every day for 8 days, waking up without it now sucks! We've been home for nearly a week, but yet I'm ready to go away again. How I do want to be beside the sea...

Gracie's first holiday

We had a fantastic time in Cornwall! Grace was an absolute angel (sleep issues aside), and we all thoroughly enjoyed ourselves, especially the dog who made two new friends. The journey there was a bit of a nightmare. By bit, I mean a lot! The decision was made to travel during the evening. G always sleeps in the car anyway, so it made sense to feed her her bedtime bottle, and then set out around 6:30pm. How wrong we were. She did not sleep. Not at all. Three stops later, and she was a blubbering mess. We finally arrived around 11:30pm (after a getting temporarily lost down a pitch black, single track, steep hill), and it all became too much for G. She screamed the house down for nearly two hours. Thankfully the 13 other members of the house weren't too bothered. It started off as a pretty hectic holiday with the culmination of 15 members of several families (all friends!) sleeping amongst 5 bedrooms, a lounge, a conservatory and a tent, but it was still great fun. By the middle of our holidays it was just us, my parents, our friends parents and the three dogs. We introduced G to cliff walks, soft sand, and mildly warm sea, but what she loved the most was the sea breeze in her hair. Well, what little she has! Whilst we are happy to be home, I certainly miss the amazing views, superb walks, and having the beach at the end of the garden path.

Sleep deprivation

For the past 6 or so weeks, G has had extremely disturbed night time sleep. 3 hours is her best, if we are lucky. Dream feed (10pm) until around 1am is usually the best time. 1am onwards, nightmare. Sometimes she'll wake 3 times between 1am and morning, other times she will wake continuously, so much so that I have barely drifted back to sleep. We are CLUELESS as to what is causing it. I have several theories, and as always teething is at the top, but who knows. I am really starting to feel the effects of this now, and its getting me down. I can function on one or maybe two wake ups, but its been nearly two months since we had that few. Tim, like most men, is oblivious to it and doesn't wake, and to be fair to him he works darn hard at work and I wouldn't want him to be up all night as well. We cannot do the cry it out type methods as when G gets upset, it aggregates her reflux and then we end up in a viscous cycle of crying-reflux-pain-crying.Any ideas anyone? I definitely think its getting beyond the 'its a phase' stage. She is also very clingy at the moment, though that is more of a recent thing but may well be linked to her not feeling her best.

Poorly ears?

Many girls with Turner Syndrome suffer dreadfully with ear infections. For the last month or so G has bad extremely waxy ears, and endlessly tugs at them. I wonder if this could be the source of the sleep problems? She is also extremely congested and coughs a lot. What with the whole ear, nose, throat linkage, and Turner Syndrome, I have been debating taking her to the doctors just to rule it out. Tim jokes that I haven't been in at least a month and that they'll be missing me :)

Weaning update

Cucumber, tick. Pepper, tick. Chips (oops), big tick. Pitta bread, tick. Banana, bluh! Slowly we are making our way through some starter foods. It sounds pretty dull at the moment but I'm trying not to introduce   too many things at once as we need to be conscious of intolerances. G is extremely grizzly at the moment so it's hard to tell if anything is affecting her, but I'm keeping an eye on the nappies as they are usually her major indicators. I'm pretty chilled out now about giving her large chunks of food. She simply sucks on it, and if she's lucky enough to suck any of it off, you can see her moving it around her mouth until she spits it out. Many people worry about choking and baby led weaning/finger foods, though interestingly today we had a gagging incident and it was actually on smooth baby porridge, not the chunky finger food. A friend also talked me into trying her on wheat sooner rather than later (I have a wheat intolerance and wondered if G had inherited that as well as my cows milk intolerance), and no adverse reactions yet. Mind you I'm still waiting for the magic number two so I can double check. Nice!

What's next?

We have just had a letter through from Leicester hospital about arranging an appointment to meet with a gastroenterologist, so I shall be arranging that ASAP. I have also requested her reflux meds to be flavoured as we are still no closer to getting her to accept them. Next week Grace will be weighed again by the health visitor, and I'm pretty sure her weight gain will be as impressive as always.

So, Grace is now officially 6 months old. How time flies. Last week my work colleagues returned to school for the start of the new academic year, and it dawned on me that exactly this time last year we had just found out that there was a problem with the pregnancy. Little did we know that our babe was to have Turner Syndrome, and little did we know that she'd be an absolute miracle and be that 2 percenter who survived.....



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