Perspective

So, as many of you know, Makenna has been struggling with some pretty serious reflux issues since birth (on top of her colic). Basically, it hurts her little tummy to eat. Feeding her has been, well, a nightmare at times. Because of her reflux she developed a food aversion and for a while all she had to do was see a bottle and she would start screaming. She is on a good dose of prevacid and a very gentle formula and I still have a hard time getting her to eat a decent amount of the time. It's so sad for me to see her in pain and frustrating that something that should be easy is so hard. Some days it is totally draining. We cycle in and out of good days and bad days, but I'm happy to say that the good days are getting more frequent. Anyway, today I called our insurance because we had been billed for M's pediatric gastroenterologist appointment incorrectly. The man I spoke to was surprisingly accommodating and fixed the problem without any issue at all. He mentioned something about the last thing I needed to worry about was this if I had to take my baby to a gastroenterologist. I think I said something like, "yeah, it's rough". Then he said that his little girl also had reflux and that she had to be tube fed. I truly can't even begin to imagine how difficult that must be. It's just in a whole other realm of "rough". He also said that she likely wouldn't outgrow it until she was 2! M is supposed to outgrown hers at about 9 months and I thought that was a long time. Talking with this man really humbled me and it hit home that someone always has it worse that you do. I also realized that I was lucky to have a baby that only has reflux and nothing life threatening. So here I am, still counting the days until M hits 9 months and praying that's our magic number. At the same time, hopefully more humble and grateful for the rediculous amount of blessings that I have. One of my most cherished blessings being a healthy, beautiful, and sweet baby girl that I adore.