First little scare

This past Friday was a rough day.  She was wanting to eat every hour and then she would only eat for like 10 minutes at a time and she was really fussy.  My aunt had told me at her baptism that when they do that that usually means they're going through a growth spurt and that's their way of telling your body to produce more milk, makes complete sense.  So of course she's eating more, which means she's pooping more...A LOT more.  I'm not kidding, every time I would put a clean diaper on her 5 minutes later she would need a new one.  Then because she was eating so often I never even put my nursing pads back in my bra the entire day and made for some really sore ninnies :)  All of that was rough, but since I knew what was going on with her it made it easier to handle.  About 4 p.m. she had yet another dirty diaper and when I looked at it I noticed it had blood in it.  It was mixed in with her stool so I know it wasn't discharge and it looked like mucous.  So needless to say that freaked me out a little.  I didn't want to worry too much so I waited to see if she had another one like it.  Sure enough at 5 p.m. she had another poop and it looked just like the previous one.  That's when I got that nasty gut feeling that something might really be wrong.  So I started pulling ALL of her diapers out of the trash from the entire day to double check that other ones didn't have blood in them and I just missed it, thankfully those were the only two.  When Colton got home I showed him her diaper and asked him if it looked like blood (because again, I didn't want to start freaking out so I wanted to make sure it actually WAS blood).  He said that ya that it's definitely blood.  At this point I just wanted someone to tell me if I can finally start freaking out!  I just needed someone to tell me either "yes, this is something you need to get checked out NOW" or "keep an eye on it and if it gets any worse go get it checked."  I immediately checked her temperature (normal) and called the ped. office.  Of course they're closed for Thanksgiving and the answering service said to call the after hours number on the card.  I called the number and it said to call your ped. office because it wasn't officially "after hours" yet (it was like 4:30)...are you kidding me!?  So I call the nurse advice line and finally talk to someone.  I made sure to let her know that my concern is the blood in her diaper, not her strange eating and pooping habits today.  So she asks me all sorts of questions and the lady doesn't even sound concerned nor is she telling me whether or not I need to go to the ER (our only option at this point) to get it checked, she just keeps explaining reasons for why she may be wanting to eat and why she may be pooping so much.  I wanted to yell at her "I don't care why you think she's eating so much today, just tell me if I can wait until tomorrow or should we come in tonight!!!!"  She finally lets me talk to the on-call dr.  Thankfully he didn't sound concerned at all and just said that if she starts running a fever or has other symptoms (he read off a long list) to bring her into the ER but right now we could wait until tomorrow to have her checked out.  After talking to him I felt better but still had this nasty feeling because nobody had told me any possibilities of why there was blood in her diaper.  Earlier I had called my mom while waiting for the nurse to call me back and just basically asked her if we should go ahead get it checked tonight.  She said to wait and see what the nurse had to say.  My sister-in-law had picked up her kids at my mom's house and my mom told her about it so she called me as soon as she could.  She told me don't take her into the ER and not to worry.  She said that her kids would do that and that it would pass and it's nothing to worry about.  She explained to me a couple of things that it could be and that was the biggest relief I've felt in a long time.  Even though I was still worried, it helped so much to know that someone else had gone through this and knew what to expect.  Sure enough she never had another bloody diaper, I'm so glad she called me!