Baby in the house, since Daddy is sanding and painting in the Baltimore house. Miserable colic. Hours of walking her to try to comfort her, listening to the gassy rumblings in her tummy. If the carrying and walking and bouncing and rocking keep up long enough it will be better than a home gym for upper body development.
Appears to be a food allergy. At least that's what green poop is supposed to mean. Mommy is taking all the most probable culprits out of her diet: milk and milk products, soy, beans, raw vegetables. And all vegetables have to be what we consider overcooked. Things like bread have to be carefully checked, because they, and many other things, use some component of milk in them. Which really affects a huge part of our normal meals. No pizza. Bummer.
Odd thing is, considering that milk and soy are the top 2 in causing such problems, that baby formula is made with either milk or soy, so not nursing isn't an option.
It's March 18 and this is the scene out the window this morning: