It's a Gas

Julia kept us up a fair bit last night, and I suspect the reason was gas. At one point around 3:00 AM after much fussing and rocking and swaddling, she gave out a huge toot and then conked out for three hours.

We went through the same thing with Dora and never could figure out what was causing it. The books say it can be something in the mother's diet, but we couldn't find any link. They even have baby Mylanta (actually Mylicon, I think), but it didn't help.

Dora is still behaving pretty well, but threw a total fit this morning when Margrethe fed the baby. Some clear signs of jealousy are showing.