Cutie Pie has been having rough nights lately. She's been waking up around midnight and then crying/whining/whimpering in my arms until about 2am when she finally relaxes enough to let me put her in the swing (which no longer will actually swing because she is too heavy!) or her car seat. I have no idea what is causing it. My wonderful husband thinks she is just spoiled, but to prove him wrong I packed us all up this morning and trekked down to our pediatrician's office. SURELY my little angel must have an ear infection or something. I was on a mission to prove him wrong. Well, it didn't exactly work out so well. Our pediatrician could find nothing medically wrong with Cutie Pie. He gave her a thorough check-up without even once making me feel like a loony mom. He checked her ears, her teeth, her tummy, her breathing, her muscle tone, her scalp, everything. Then he sat down with me and we talked about her bowel movements (or lack thereof lately!) and discussed strategies to keep her feeling comfortable and regular. Then we went over her allergy test results in more detail than he gave me over the phone last week when I talked to him. He even remembered and brought up the journey we had with my older son when he was in the process of being diagnosed with food allergies.
Did I mention that I L-O-V-E our pediatrician?