I'm the one crying now.

For the past two hours Sweet Pea has been having one of her "reflux spells".

It's now 5am and I know it is pointless to try and sleep because by the time I finally get to sleep this place will be hopping. Atleast that is how it was last night...they pretty much left me alone until 6ish.

I got nowhere yesterday as far as getting Sweet Pea on a reflux med. Dr told me yesterday this is a "developmental thing" and she will "outgrow" it.

If we end up here for the next week, I'm going to have to ask her why there are reflux meds if babies just have to outgrow it?? I know several babies who have been on a reflux med and it has helped them with the reflux.

I don't want to see Sweet Pea like this multiple times a day and I can't keep this up of loosing sleep.

So, basically....I'm not stopping here with my quest to get Sweet Pea on a reflux med.

Why does everything have to be a battle???

I can tell this hospital business is wearing on me. I hate hospitals.

But at the same time, I love hospitals because if it wasn't for hospitals Sweet Pea would have probably not made it after birth without the medical intervention she received.

But man, I am ready to leave this place and the thought of another whole week here is enough to make me cry tonight.

Oh well...it is what it is but oh how I pray that doctor comes in tomorrow bearing good news that we can GO HOME.

Then maybe I could get somewhere with my pedi concerning reflux meds.

I just simply want to have a trial run with Sweet Pea on a med to see if I notice a difference in her comfort level/fuzziness.

Guess I will try to snooze before it becomes Grand Central Station in here come shift change.

- Elaine