Baby in (re)flux.

Eliza saw a new pediatrician this morning. I really liked her. Her examination was very thorough and she actually examined the extent of Eliza's umbilical hernia. She decided her abdominal defect is significant enough to warrant a trip to a surgeon for a consultation. This doesn't mean surgery. Most of these things clear up on their own. It does mean we'll get to know the surgeon in case surgery is warranted down the road.

The baby also suffers from some pretty significant acid reflux. She hiccups like the drunk stork in those old Disney cartoons after every single meal. She'll be taking a small dose of prevacid once a day and she'll also have a swallowing study to further evaluate things. Poor little thing. Brand new and already a ward of the drug companies.

The good news is, she loves to smile and she's even beginning to make noises that aren't obvious cries. She downright giggled the other day. I'm hopeful that the medicine will help her feel better.

In other doctor news, Eliza is up to 11 lbs. 4 oz. and is 21.25 inches tall. She's about 25th percentile for all categories, so she's small for her age. Not in a worrysome way, though. She's just short and proportioned well.

Now for a couple more pictures of me with the baby. You can see where she spit up on my arm in these. Also, ignore the Gilda Radner hair. I did get it cut and colored over the weekend so I look much more human. It's amazing how little you care about your looks during the first six weeks of motherhood.