Today’s post is a bit of a downer. Remember how I was supposed to go on my first post-partum run today? Well, instead I’m holing up in bed with my bud. 
Um… and my laptop. heh heh.
The little man is NOT having a good day, and as much as I do not want to turn this blog into a poop analysis outlet, his poop is definitely at the forefront of my mind these days. It’s been consistently green for about four days, when it should be yellow. I’ve been driving myself crazy wondering whether this is caused by a foremilk/hindmilk imbalance, a sensitivity to dairy, or a virus or infection. He has an appointment with the doc on Friday, so hopefully we’ll get to the bottom of it by then. In the meantime, I’ve cut dairy from my diet, and I’ve started block feeding to try to get back to yellow-poop-land.
Other than the green poop, Nico has been looking and acting like his usual self, and has even outgrown a couple of his newborn sleepers. But last night he didn’t sleep well at all, and today he’s just inconsolable. His crying is the kind that makes me think he’s actually in pain, and so I’ve decided to do nothing today except feed and cuddle. No dishes, no laundry, no tidying, no groceries, no answering the phone, and unfortunately, no running. 
He’s finally settled down, but I’m not putting him into his bassinet. He’s going to stay right here until he feels better. My run can definitely wait a day or two. After all, it won’t be the last time that my plans get shuffled to accommodate the kid. And that’s just fine with me.
Thinking of you Marlene! When I’m in Ottawa again we can go for that jog (it will come). Best of luck at the doc although it sounds like he is doing well otherwise. I know how worrisome it can be though.