Screamin’

Oh man…this whole fussy/colicky thing is going to be the end of me.

I was absolutely blessed when we had Owen…I remember ONE night of him crying…like REALLY crying, when he was a baby! I always joke and say to our friends that God granted us with an easy baby since he gave me cancer…it was like a trade off. haha He couldn’t give me cancer AND a tough baby…heck no!  It was always said half-heartedly …thinking that maybe we were just lucky!  Its one thing that I pray about when I’m pregnant…yes I pray that the baby is healthy, etc. etc. but I also pray for a non-fussy, NO Colic child because my anxiety would NOT handle it well. So I guess God is telling me something…a)my anxiety CAN handle crying and b) since Miss Ella IS a fussy little thing that HAS to mean I’m definitely going to be cancer free at my 3 year Oncology appt in a few weeks! Right?!? HAHA

Surprisingly enough I’m handling the hours and hours of screaming fairly well. On her 3 week birthday (exactly!) is when the screaming started 6pm-9:30pm…I actually came VERY close to bringing her to the Emergency Room. She never cries. She was acting starving, trying to eat my face, but when I put the boob in her mouth she’d SCREAM! …yes for 3 hours. I put it on facebook and the responses are so positive and awesome. THAT is way I love facebook..its like the support group that everyone needs (I guess IF you have the right friends!).  My friend Jen’s response was so comforting: “I can just picture your household...feed, change diaper, shushing and walking and pacing and walking and pacing and shushing and then handing her off to hubby then taking her back and over and over and over!! Hang in there!! I'll keep my fingers crossed that it was just a bad night :) my 3rd had colic..terrible, helpless feeling!” I swear it was like Jen was IN my house that night!! I knew then that I’m not crazy for all the shushing and walking, changing positions, etc. So for the past 5 days we have had bouts of screaming…none that lasted the 3.5 hours like the first night BUT they are there. I’ve invested in gas drops, cutting diary out of my diet, and hoping that this “phase” doesn’t last long.

Tonight I had to ride the screamfest out alone…Yosh had a CIF meeting for polo…so it was me, Owen and Her Ladyship! Got Owen in the bath while she was snoozing…and BAM…her eyes fly open and the screaming starts. So I had to hustle…between trying to comfort her, get Owen bathed, lotioned, teeth brushed, pajamed, and ready for bed we did it…only took 2.5 hours! As Owen watched cartoons in my room and entertained himself (past his bedtime) while I did everything to try and get Ella to calm down and fall asleep, I had tears in my eyes…like HOW to single Mom’s do this night after night? I felt so helpless for Ella and bad for Owen (who didn’t seem to even hear her screaming…he’s a typical little man with a case of selective hearing!) I know this is temporary, but dear Lord this is NOT fun! I’m trying NOT to complain…especially since I KNOW there are women out there that would give ANYTHING to have a baby…fussy or not…but just trying to vent a little stress before heading to bed myself.

So now I’ll go to bed…to refresh, revamp, re-energize to prepare myself as I wait for the next screaming session to start (hopefully NOT at 3am like last Friday night! haha)

This is temporary, This is temporary, This is temporary, This is temporary, This is temporary!