Reflux is the Devil

We are not certain that it's reflux, but for the past two nights, our little man has woken up from a fantastic slumber with projectile puke. Needless to say, we called the doctor tonight. Last night we were hopeful that it was just a fluke, but two nights in a row was enough for us to take action. The doc on call believes we may have reflux rearing its ugly head again...we are going to go into the doctor tomorrow to get Jude looked at and to see if it's time to adjust his meds again. Poor baby. We were hopeful that he would outgrow reflux around the age of one, but here we are at 11 months...

I will tell you that not having a cannula to work around makes cleaning him up a lot easier! Jeremy is a trooper and is once again cleaning up the crib and putting it back together so Bubs can have a clean place to lay his head. Jude is happy and comfortable. We think after he gets it out of his system he feels so much better.

We took Jude to the park for the first time today in the beautiful weather and I was hopeful that I could blog about that and post pics, but such is life. They will be on my camera for awhile, so I promise to share later. He had a blast.