No more reflux!

no more reflux medication

Toby was diagnosed with (mostly silent) reflux when he was about six weeks old. I wrote about his diagnosis and treatment here. Once we got Toby on the proper medication he reflux was much easier to manage. He was very rarely sick and as long as we gave him his medicine he didn’t seem to be in any discomfort. A few times over the next few months I had to call the doctor and get them to recalculate the dosage of ranitidine – the dosage can be increased in line with a baby’s weight gain so whenever we noticed Toby’s symptoms returning we would increase the dose. The last time we did that was when Toby was about six months old, around the same time we started weaning.

I had read that babies often grow out of reflux and this can coincide with the introduction of solids. In fact some parents are even advised to wean their babies early to try and reduce reflux symptoms. The difficulty is that, if your baby’s reflux is well controlled with medication there’s no way of knowing if it is improving or not without reducing the medication and waiting to see what happens. We had tried this a couple of times before but Toby’s symptoms had always come back but when he got to six months we thought we would try again. (We had already stopped using the Dentinox Colic Drops the month before – I really don’t think they were doing anything anyway!) We started off by reducing the amount of Gaviscon in his bottles. He used to have one and a half sachets in an eight ounce bottle so we slowly reduced this over several weeks. We cut down to one sachet per bottle and kept it at that for a week with no ill effects. So we then reduced to two-thirds of a sachet for another week (this one was a bit tricky but as we always made three bottles at a time it just meant two sachets split as evenly as we could between the three bottles). That went OK so the next week we went down to half a sachet. Toby was sick a little bit as we reduced the dose, which was a bit strange for us as the Gaviscon had previously meant he was never sick, but it was nothing more than a bit of spitting up occasionally after a feed. We finally had a week with a third of a sachet per bottle before stopping the Gaviscon all together, although we could have probably skipped the last week.

After that we started reducing Toby’s ranitidine. This was the one I was more worried about because without it previously the reflux caused him real discomfort and I didn’t want to put him through that unnecessarily. Again, each time we reduced the dose we kept it at the new level for a week before reducing again. At its highest, Toby was taking 1.5 mls of ranitidine morning and evening and 1 ml at lunchtime. The first week we just dropped the lunchtime does completely. The next week we reduced the morning dose to 1 ml and kept the evening at 1.5 ml, the next week both doses were 1 ml. A week later we cut out the morning dose. We kept just the evening dose of 1 ml for two weeks just to make sure all was well – Toby’s symptoms had always been worse when he went to bed. And finally we dropped that last dose and that was it – NO MORE REFLUX MEDS!

I have left it a couple of weeks before writing about this because I wanted to make sure Toby really had grown out of his reflux and we weren’t going to have to go back to medication. And so far so good! To be honest we probably could have reduced his medication much quicker but it’s so hard to know. We didn’t get any guidance from our health visitor or GP (although to be fair I didn’t ask!). I wanted to do it slowly to make it easier to monitor Toby’s condition. He suffered from silent reflux so there weren’t really any visible symptoms – we got pretty good at spotting the signs of when he was uncomfortable but as he has been teething the last few months as well it would have been easy to confuse the two and go back to the reflux meds when that wasn’t really the problem.

I’m so glad we have managed to wean Toby off his medication. It makes preparing feeds a lot easier, it’s easier to go out without worrying about taking medicine with us, but most of all I’m just glad that my baby boy is OK and doesn’t need to take medication every day any more.

We were lucky really, in that Toby’s reflux was fairly mild and managed well with medication, and that it didn’t seem to be linked to any kind of lactose or cow’s milk protein allergy which is very common. I know there are a lot of parents struggling to deal with reflux babies and perhaps not getting the support they should from their healthcare professionals. I am glad that I stuck to my guns with my health visitor and GP and pushed for medication that worked for us. I would say to other parents in a similar situation to trust your instincts; if your baby’s reflux still isn’t under control keep going back to your doctor, push for a referral to a paediatrician if you need to. There are medications out there that will help. And although it can be really annoying when people tell you that they will grow out of it eventually, it is true. It might take a while but sooner or later that reflux will be gone.

Going on a study break

I’ve mentioned before that for the last year and a half I have been studying for a Graduate Diploma in Spanish. This is a qualification specifically for teachers of other modern languages who also want to be able to teach Spanish. I have been a French teacher since 2010 but so far I have only had temporary contracts lasting one school year. There just haven’t been any permanent positions available, especially as I could only teach the one language. I knew this would be the case so in my first year of teaching I started learning Spanish. I did a course at the local college and then I did an access course through the University of Dundee which allowed me to apply for the Graduate Diploma course.

The Graduate Diploma is a distance learning course so every week work is posted online for us to complete and then we go over this work in a tutorial on Skype the following week. At the end of each module (about every ten weeks) we complete a written assessment and then go to Dundee for an immersion day to do an oral assessment and some face to face teaching.

It has been really hard to keep up with all the work over the two year course. The first year I was working full time and pregnant but I still seemed to find more time to do the work than I do now. I know it will be worth it when I’ve finished but finding motivation has been very difficult since Toby was born. But, the end is in sight! We are now into the final module which, instead of weekly assignments and Skype sessions, is just a final project. I have to write a 2000 word essay (in Spanish) and then prepare three lesson plans, including resources for one lesson. I could choose any relevant topic so seeing as my brother bought me the DVDs of The Motorcycle Diaries and Che Part 1 & 2 for Christmas I decided to base my project on Che Guevara. I have until the 25th April to complete my project. Then there is one more immersion day and three Skype sessions to prepare for the final written and oral exams on 17th May.

Which brings me to the point of this post. I have a lot of work to do over the next few weeks and I really should give it my full attention so I’m going to have a little study break and things might go a bit quiet here for a while. I’ll still be trying to keep up with my weekly linkys but there might not be much else (ooh, apart from one exciting announcement to come soon!) until my Spanish course is all done. If any of you lovely people reading this would like to write a guest post for me then please do get in touch – I would love to have you here on Toby Goes Bananas!

Hopefully I’ll get through this in one piece – see you on the other side!

The best thing about being a mum is…

I was asked to write a guest post for the Relationships Scotland blog about the best thing about being a mum and I thought I’d share it with you here.

What is the best thing about being a mum?

Wow. This is actually a hard question to answer. There are so many great things about being a mum. But there are so many difficult things too.

I’m sure the best things about being a mum change as your child (or children) get older. On Mother’s Day this year my baby boy Toby will be eight and a half months old and it will be my first Mother’s Day as a mum myself. It’s never really been a day I’ve paid much attention to – I always send my mum a card and give her a ring on the day, and I seem to remember once sending her flowers when I was working in France, but I’ve never really bought my mum a present for Mother’s Day. And as my parents live 250 miles away I don’t usually see her either. Even as a mum myself I’m not that bothered about Mother’s Day. I know that in the UK it’s actually based on the Christian festival of Mothering Sunday but I tend to see it as another one of those ‘Hallmark Holidays’ that has been over commercialised to the point of taking any meaning away from it. Saying that I know I’ll be a bit miffed if I don’t get a card from Toby (although I think his dad might have to do a bit of the organisation on that one!) and I know my mum would be upset if I didn’t send her a card too.

But appreciation isn’t why we become mums. Crikey, if it was I don’t think anyone would ever have kids! So why do we do it? What is the best thing about being a mum? I can’t think of just one so I’m going to tell you a few of the things I love about being a mum, even though I’ve only been one for eight months.

I love that between me and my husband we created a whole new human being, and every time I look at Toby it amazes me.

I love the grin he gives me when I go into his room in the morning.

I love that when he’s upset or grumpy then cuddles with me will always make him feel better.

I love watching him concentrate on a new toy, or when he’s working out how to do something.

I love seeing him learn new things every day.

I love that, for now, me and his daddy are his whole world; that we are the only people he needs.

I love watching him with his daddy and seeing how the two boys I love most in the world love each other too.

I love making him giggle just by making silly noises or pulling a face.

I love spending time with my baby every day…..and I love it when he sleeps and I get a few minutes to myself!

Being a mum is so much harder than I ever thought it would be but it is so rewarding too. The love you feel for your baby isn’t like anything you have ever felt before and I wouldn’t change it for anything.

Being a mum

This post first appeared at http://www.relationships-scotland.org.uk/blog/mum

I’m a Lindam Munchkin Blogger

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As you know I flew down to London on Wednesday night and after spending an evening catching up with my brother and sister-in-law, on Thursday morning I braved the Central Line at rush hour to head into the city for a very exciting event.

I was absolutely delighted when the lovely people at Lindam Munchkin asked me to be on their blogger panel a month or so ago. And I was even more delighted when I found out that meant I would get to go to London for a launch event to meet the people behind these fabulous brands, and the other bloggers on the panel! I had heard of both Lindam and Munchkin before – they are both leading brands in their areas and I was looking forward to seeing some more of their products in the flesh. I wasn’t disappointed. When we arrived at the venue there were loads of Munchkin’s colourful feeding, teething and bathing products to get our hands on, along with some of the home safety products which Lindam is so well known for.

We were treated to a delicious brunch (which had given rise to the #MunchBrunch hashtag on Twitter!), all served on Munchkin toddler plates and cutlery, while we got to know each other and find out a bit more about what we will be doing as part of this blogger panel. It really was a fantastic morning – as well as seeing all the great products (and getting a fabulous goodie bag to bring home!) it’s always lovely to meet people in person when you have only chatted to them online or read their blog before. (And I did manage a sneaky milkshake from Ed’s Easy Diner with Donna from Redhead Babyled after the event!)

You’ll be hearing plenty more from me about Munchkin and Lindam in the future, and we’ll be bringing you reviews of some of their innovative products. But in the meantime, here’s a picture of Toby enjoying his new teething toy for you all.

Munchkin teething toy

 

A baby-free night away

LONDON BABY!!

This afternoon I am flying to London for a very exciting blog-related thing tomorrow (more on that when I get back). This is my first ever night away without Toby, and quite frankly I’m looking forward to it! I’ll only be away just over 24 hours so I’ll be back in time for bed time tomorrow. I know Toby will be absolutely fine with his daddy (who has a comprehensive list of instructions to follow, meals already cooked, and a drawer full of clean nappies!). I do a lot all of the day to day organisation in our house and I think I do sometimes forget that Barry lived on his own for years before he met me and he is perfectly capable of looking after himself! And he’s looked after Toby on his own for plenty of full days before so I’m sure they’ll have a lovely boys day together. I know sometimes if mums usually does the putting to bed then they can worry that their baby won’t go to sleep if they aren’t there, but bed times are daddy time in our house so there’s no worry there.

Toby does have a bit of a habit of either being ill or teething when daddy has to look after him for the day but there doesn’t seem to be any sign of a cold or any other ailments, and his top teeth have cut through in the last few days so hopefully there won’t be any teething problems either. And if there is, well then Barry is just as capable of administering Calpol and cuddles as I am.

So, I’m going to do my best not to worry and I’m going to enjoy staying with my brother and sister-in-law who I haven’t seen since Christmas. And then tomorrow I’m going to meet Donna from Redhead Babyled which is very exciting, and I’m sure we’ll have a lovely morning at our blogging thing. And then I’m going to go and get a milkshake from Ed’s Easy Diner, because they are amazing (and there isn’t one in Scotland so I don’t get to go very often!), and then I’ll be back to the airport to fly home. I used to go to London a lot when I was single, in fact that’s where I met the hubby, but I actually can’t remember the last time I was there so I am really, really looking forward to it. I promise I’ll tell you all about it when I get back.

 

Cuddles (The Ordinary Moments #19)

Apart from when he was a tiny baby Toby hasn’t been into cuddles very much. He’s so nosy and interested in everything that’s going on around him that if you try and give him a cuddle he’s always turning and squirming, trying to see what’s going on behind him. He’ll sometimes sit on my knee and rest against me while we’re watching TV but usually he’s just desperate to get away and explore.

The last few weeks though Toby seems to have started to realise that cuddles can actually be quite nice! When I go in to get him up in the morning or after his naps he is usually on his tummy, pushing up on his arms, craning to see me coming in. If I go and put my arm under him and give him a cuddle that way he has actually started cuddling my arm back – it’s so cute!

Baby cuddles

And then, when I’m settling him down to go to sleep I usually put him up on my shoulder and he’s started snuggling his head in and even sometimes giving my shoulder a bit of a squeeze. And sometimes he just uses me as a ladder and tries to climb up over my shoulder! But you can’t have everything…

Anyway, I love these new cuddles with my baby boy (although they are very hard to capture on camera so apologies for the rubbish picture!). It’s so sweet and I’m looking forward to him working out just how awesome cuddles can be and wanting them even more often.

mummy daddy me

Watching TV (The Ordinary Moments #18)

It’s time to link up with Katie at Mummy Daddy Me for another Ordinary Moment. This week’s Ordinary Moment is something I have to admit I’m not entirely proud of! Toby has been fascinated by the TV since he was tiny. He will usually sit with us on the sofa quite happily (for a little while at least) and watch whatever it is we happen to be watching.

watching TV with dad

 

But recently I have actually succumbed to the lure of CBeebies! I was never one of those parents who said ‘my child is never going to watch TV!’. After all I’m a bit of a telly addict myself. But I didn’t think I’d be putting on kids’ TV shows to keep him quiet just yet.

Actually we have the TV on much less now than before Toby was born. If I had a day at home before I would literally turn the TV on when I got up and it wouldn’t go off until it was time for bed. But now Toby is so enamoured with watching TV that it is impossible to feed him (milk or solids) with it on because he gets too distracted. So with that and starting this blog I seem to have a lot less time for watching TV these days.

Anyway, there never seems to be anything good on CBeebies when I turn it on so I’ve recorded a few episodes of Raa Raa the Lion and Waybaloo so there’s something to stick on if I need to keep Toby’s attention and keep him out of trouble for five minutes. He seems to be transfixed by it and so it stops him rolling and wriggling all over the room!

watching TV

So there we are – watching TV is a very ordinary moment in our house. I’m actually quite looking forward to Toby being old enough to concentrate on TV and films, and actually understand what’s going on, so I can start sharing some of my favourites with him.

Metafit Madness!

I haven’t done any exercise since before I was pregnant (Oh, apart from some very leisurely swimming for the last couple of months of pregnancy). In fact if I’m honest I haven’t really done any exercise since before I got married and I was on the pre-requisite ‘get into the wedding dress diet’! But seeing as my weight loss efforts seem to have stalled somewhat, and (although I’m feeling much better about things in general now) we all know the mood-enhancing benefits of exercise, I decided it was high time I got back on the ‘get fit’ wagon.

In my day I’ve done all sorts of exercise classes; Body Combat, Body Pump, Body Balance, Pilates, Zumba, dance classes, Bootcamp, Commando Park Training… The list goes on. I’ve been swimming, I’ve been to the gym, I’ve even tried running (but a runner I will never be). In 2007 I did the Edinburgh Moonwalk – a walking marathon, starting at midnight, wearing decorated bras in aid of breast cancer research, which involved a lot of training and did help me to become pretty fit in the process. But then a few years after that I was tipping the scales at 13 stone and about as unfit as I’ve ever been.

So, back to today. I used to go to dance classes and Zumba at a local dance studio which is run by someone who has also been involved in the same amateur dramatics group as me. When I saw her mention on Facebook last week that she was starting a new half hour ‘Abs Blast’ class, following directly on from her half hour Metafit class I decided it was now or never. I roped in my friend Claire (who has 5 month old twins!) to come and join me and along we went.

You might kid yourself that looking after a baby keeps you fit. It doesn’t. It might, at a push, have toned my arms a bit with all the picking up and carrying, but I am still very, very unfit. I have no core strength left, although luckily my pelvic floor held out! After five minutes I was bright red and dripping sweat. My glasses were falling down my nose and I had to take my inhaler! But do you know what? It was great. I probably won’t be able to walk tomorrow, and Toby might have to stay upstairs in his cot all day if I can’t pick him up, but I really enjoyed it. We made it through the hour and it’s true what they say, exercise endorphins really do make you feel happier. So we’ll be back next week and hopefully it might just start getting a little bit easier.

And just for a laugh – here’s the face of someone who hasn’t exercised for probably two years after an hour of Metafit and an abs class!

 metafit madness

Swing (The Ordinary Moments #17)

We’ve been talking about taking Toby to the park for a go on the swings for a few weeks now but either we haven’t had the time, or the weather has been horrible, but yesterday the sun was shining so we bundled him up and headed to one of our many local parks.

On the swing

I’m not sure Toby was entirely convinced about his first go on the swing – I’m sure he’ll work out soon enough that it’s supposed to be fun!

Daddy swing

We did manage to catch this little smile though…
Smile on the swing

I’m sure that going to the park will soon turn into an ordinary moment for us. I can’t wait until the weather gets a bit better, and Toby gets a bit bigger, so we can enjoy trips to the park. There are loads of little play parks all round the different bits of housing estates round here and we’ve also got a huge park in town that has got a lovely cafe and what looks like an awesome playground (although I haven’t tried it myself!).

And if you fancy a bit of video, here’s Toby in action!

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Waiting for Daddy (The Ordinary Moments #16)

Every week day, at quarter past five, I put Toby in the car and we go and pick his dad up from the station. Usually if we’re early we wait in the car for the train to get in, and Toby usually starts getting a bit squirmy if we have to wait for more than a few minutes. So yesterday as the last of the day’s sun was still in the sky, and as a part of my new ‘operation get more fresh air’ we got out of the car, put Toby in the buggy and went down to the platform to wait for the train.

waiting for daddy

Toby was by parts excited and somewhat bemused to be somewhere new, and outside, particularly at the end of the day.

Waiting for daddy

He also seemed to enjoy watching the gulls that were flying overhead. I was happy to get these pictures while we were waiting for daddy. And daddy was happy that we were there on the platform to meet him off the train.

Waiting for Daddy and birdwatching

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