Monday, March 1, 2010

Teething problems?

I have to say I've got to hand it to Zoe; she has coped with the move to Boston unbelievably well. We really struck lucky with Zoe -she's a sunny and laid back baby that has slept through the night since she was 6 weeks. She barely batted an eyelid when we packed her up and flew her across the Atlantic. Having only slept in a Moses basket she's taken to the new cot without a murmur. She's even managed to cope with the time difference and is now only about an hour off Boston time (and we've only been here 4 days).







What I hadn't bargained for was her dramatic reaction to the formula we were recommended to try in the US (SMA not being available). The poor thing has been in torments! She hasn't had any more of the stuff since yesterday but I've only just managed to get her off to sleep after a particularly ferocious screaming session this evening*. Poor neighbours, but most of all poor Zoe!


We are off to see the paediatrician on Thursday & it can't come soon enough. What can I feed her if she cannot stomach the formula here? What can I do to help her when she has gutache so bad she's screaming like a banshee?


I have a feeling that the arrival of the Devlin family will spell paydirt for Boston's various medical professionals and a rise in the firm's medical insurance permiums (more later about Eamon's teeth - I have to put up with constantly hearing about them & now so can you). Perhaps if I spend all day riding the lift I can make friends with some of the doctors in the building & get a discount? Or will they look askance at me and whisper behind their hands "that's the British lady from the 10th floor with the REALLY noisy baby"?



* I won't lie to you, I drugged her with Calpol.

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