So from 6-9pm, I gave her one ounce (50% Pedialyte / 50% lactose-free breastmilk) on the hour. She tolerated her feeds rather well. She spit up only once, but it was exactly that...spit up. Not barf. Thank God. Then around midnight I tube-fed her 3 ounces (of my 50/50 concoction) and so far she's keeping it down. yay!
While I was talking to Beth, she mentioned to me that it's quite possible that Scarlett is suffering from separation anxiety. She said it's common in this age group. Evidentally between the ages of 8 months and 1 year, is when separation anxiety is first likely to appear. Beth (unbeknownst to her) practically had me in tears talking about how Scarlett was nice and comfortable with her mommy and daddy pre-surgery... in her own house, her own crib, nice and happy and secure....then October 12, we completely turned her perfect world upside down and broke her trust.
Everything that was sacred to her... her home, her caregivers, her life...was taken away from her, then to add insult to injury she had horrible things done to her...poking, proding, needle pricks..bandage tape removal, tubes shoved down her throat, a different nurse (caregiver) every day/night. Now that she's home again, she's getting used to having mommy and daddy back, but the second we put her down she screams and cries until we pick her back up again. It's almost like we can't put her down. Even if she's sleeping we can't put her down because she'll wake up the second she leaves our arms. Poor, poor little baby. :( In her 8-month-old brain, she thinks that if we leave her, we're never coming back. :(
Separation anxiety never even occured to me. It may or may not explain the barfing, but it totally explains her behavior in the past 3 days. Uncontrollable crying for no apparent reason..screaming when we put her down...calming when we pick her up, etc.
Tonight was a much, much, much better night than last night or the night before. Maybe it's a combination of slowly introducing milk back into her diet, or the extra TLC (tender loving care) we're giving her (like not putting her down even when she's calm)...but something has helped and she is sound asleep tonight (on the living room floor sleeping right next to daddy) and doing much better. We've also been able to turn down her oxygen to 1/8 liter from 1/4 liter. We're going to try to wean her slowly off that which will be nice since she's tethered to her oxygen tank (hence sleeping on the living room floor next to the big oxygen tank). Everything in baby steps. But she's slowly on her way to becoming a 'normal' baby.
It's been so long I'm almost starting to forget what it is like to have a 'normal' baby. One without a feeding tube, one without pulse-ox, oxygen, weekly doctor appointments, etc. I will be happy when I can finally be able to take her to the store or to church. Allbeit months from now since it's cold/flu season... I'm just looking forward to some sort of normalcy in our future.