You're 4 months, sweet girl!
We finally had to break down and take you to a GI specialist this month. (and boy oh boy did he LOVE you! He went on and on about how beautiful you were and how he wanted to take you home. I've never seen a grown man gush so much! Other than your dad, of course!) 3 weeks of waking every hour in pain was enough. Hard on you. Hard on mama. Hard on everybody. We finally got some answers and after much thought, prayer, and deliberation, we've put you on a special formula that seems to be working. It was hard on me to think about not nursing you, but we couldn't handle you being in pain anymore. Seeing you so happy and pain free tells us it was the right decision.
Everyone who knew me as a babe looks at you and says we're a spitting image of each other!
Everyone who sees us out and about as a whole family always comment on my hands being full. My hands are full, as is my heart. I wouldn't have it any other way. What an amazing blessing you are.
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