Mr. Fussypants

Three weeks ago Easton was diagnosed with colic. I, like many people, cringed at the idea of our sweet little boy having anything remotely associated with Colic. We discovered that a child with colic has a very immature and easily irritated digestive system. 

When an episode hits, it is heartbreaking for Ryan and I.  Easton’s entire body tightens up and he curls up into a ball. He clenches his fists, screams loudly for an extended period of time, and turns bright red, almost purple. Nothing we do seems to console him. You have to wait for it to pass. Placing him on his side, holding him close to us, and rubbing his little tummy and back seem to provide some comfort. These fits started out happening in the evenings and lasted from 5pm to near midnight on some occasions. After experiencing this for a couple days we made an appointment with his pediatrician, where we discovered that we would have to contend with “Mr. Fussypants” for about three months. (By the way, three months seems like an eternity right now!) 

After much research and talking with the doctor, we have made many adjustments. I am on a completely dairy free diet, we’ve done away with foods that naturally make adults gassy, and have found that propping him up while he sleeps helps as well. After two weeks, we have noticed some improvement. Mr. Fussypants makes his appearances usually in the early mornings now and on rare occasions in the late evening. The episodes don’t last nearly as long as they did in the beginning. The doctor prescribed a stronger anti-gas drop, which works well.