She’s crazy. Babies aren’t supposed to like it. I didn’t like it when I tasted it. It has the taste of bitter mint, which though being tolerable, is not something I would look forward to taking. Ashley however now loves it… She thinks it’s a treat or something. When I bring the syringe close to her, she starts trying to grab it frantically, and pull it towards her wide open mouth. We can’t even get her excited about the bottle like that. She is acting like a drug addict scrambling for the next fix. Kinda funny, and very lucky on our part, but annoying because of the lack of bottle interest, and actually even bottle avoidance. I doubt she has made the connection that the zantac makes her feel better, since after all, she is still trying to figure out why she can’t remove her feet.

So it seems that she just goes into these so-called “feeding frenzies”. So far the record eating for 1 single session has been well over 4 ounces. Both boobs for a good amount of time, then 2 ounces, wait, no-joy, 2 more, ah…. sleepy. If you put 4 ounces in a glass and look at it, you will be very confused as to how that can actually fit into a baby that is only 8 pounds. I gotta tell you, she is freaking Houdini or has a magic multidimensional stomach or something. Frankly it doesn’t add up for me. The volume of food is this big: |……….| but the volume of baby innards is this big: |….|
Please explain the magic of baby physics to me.

followup: Ashley has been up for over 6 hours.