Diaper changing drama and such

What is it that is so awful about getting you diaper changed? Today has been a pretty good day. Cooper seems to be feeling ok and he hasn't had the long stints of crying like yesterday. His reflux is still bothering him, but he doesn't seem to be in near as much pain as he was in yesterday and over the weekend. The worst part of his day, however, has been during those pesky diaper changes. He just screams and holds his breath; he doesn't seem to understand that me wiping the poop off his hiney is a nice thing, not torture. One day I am sure he will thank me, NOT! Oh well. The pumping and feeding a bottle daily is becoming a nightmare. I haven't the time to pump a bottle these days as he is eating constantly. I wish he could just be a rolly polly baby and we wouldn't have to worry with all this. He has finally gained his first pound at two months old. He weighs 8lbs15oz; I believe that is what Kelsey weighed when she was born. Tracey, how did you do it my dear? There is no way I could pass this boy! We go to Cooks on Friday to see the pulminologist. He will have a swallow study that day too. I am desperately hoping for answers. If he is still aspirating, I am not sure what we will do. Well, it is that time of night and the crying has begun.