Well, it was inevitable- our little girl was bound to need to see a doctor outside a normal visit at some point, and what a story it was. The night before last, my mom and dad came up to spend the night and see Ginger, and right after an (unusually large) evening nursing session, Ginger decided to spit up. She usually has a little spit up here, a little there, but this was the motherload- it was probably at least an ounce or two, and it came out both her mouth and her nose. It was enough so that it landed on my pants and pooled on my lap.
Since then, my poor girl has barely been able to breathe! She has been heavily congested, and you can even hear it in her chest- it absolutely breaks my heart to see her this way. So, after a night of sleeping in mommy and daddy's bed (and her sniffling, snorting, coughing, and crying) we took her to the doctor's office today. Turns out this isn't all that uncommon, spit up coming out of her nose (but I swear this was like a full feeding coming out, not just a few drips). All we can do is give her saline drops and use a bulb syringe to try to coax out all of the mucus.
I now understand the pain that others have described to me when they see their children in pain. I see her in tears and it just kills me. I think I've told her "I'm sorry" about a thousand times now (because of the unusally large feeding, I should have seen the signs that she was full).
Oh, a mother's guilt...so it begins.