Growing A Life in DC
With all that nursing…it’s inevitable. Bean has THE worst gas. At first, it was cute…a poot here, shart there…but it’s on a new level now. Just short of three weeks ago, he began straining. The worst of it occurs first thing in the morning…5-7ish. He turns red in the face and groans so loudly, he wakes himself up and cries. His tummy gets rock hard and it seems to be awful. It’s so hard to watch and not being able to do much about it. I immediately thought a tummy massage may get some things moving down or up…at this point, I don’t care how he releases the gas. Tummy massages didn’t work…at all. Enter Google…