What used to just be the title to my favorite movie as a teenager (mmmm 90's Johnny Depp)is now the two words that describe my everyday battle. Finley girl is quite the crier. It's not just a regular cry either, it's a wail that sounds like someone is trying to rip the limbs from her body. It is at it's worst during the afternoons and evenings but it also sometimes rears ugly head in the mornings. She will be 3 months on Thursday so I'm hoping that it will end soon but colic can last up to six months so I might have to double the time she's already been here and just hope that all of my hair falls out.
Having a baby who is pretty much never content is the most frustrating thing in the world. I know I have mentioned this before but Aubrey was the most chill baby in the entire ever. It was rare to hear her cry and when she did you knew something was wrong and she would stop as soon as you fixed it. Everyone would praise me on how good she was and that I must be doing something right. I loved the praise and would often pat myself on the back and think what a damn good mom I was.
There have been no pats on the back this time around, no praise. Just a baby that everyone is terrified to hold because she more often than not will start wailing uncontrollably and then take forever to be consoled. It's heartbreaking to have such a sad little baby. I do everything that I know how to do to show her that she is loved and cared for. I nurse her, I wear her for at least an hour everyday, I talk and sing to her but none of that seems to matter. She's still mad at the world day in and day out.
Pardon my absence until I get this situation under control. I miss blogging and all the wonderful things that come with it but as of right now any spare time I have usually goes into house work or spending a few precious quiet hours with my husband. I will make time when I can and try to pump out a blog post or two a week to keep the momentum going. Later this week I have a fabulous review and giveaway with a ton of chances to win so make sure you check back for that. Other than that, I hope all my ladies out in blog land are doing well and enjoying the holiday season.
i'm so sorry you are going through this. For the first 3 months of my son's life he was the same way. Never content and constantly needed to be held. I hope it gets better soon for you! Good luck!ReplyDelete
p.s. she sure is adorable though!ReplyDelete
:( i can't imagine. When Parker has her fits I'm a mess...i don't know how i'd handle a full day with her crying!ReplyDelete
High needs babies are hard and there's just no way to understand until you get one! I know it doesn't feel like it will ever end but it will, eventually.ReplyDelete
Poor girl and poor mama. I hope things settle for you both here soon.ReplyDelete
Poor Aubrey. I am sure this is just a passing phase and you have to be a little patient with her. Most of the kids have this stage and patience with lots of love always does the trick.ReplyDelete
I'm so so sorry that you're going through this! Both of my kids went through phases like this when they were tiny! The good news is, that they do grow out of it!! But, it doesn't help to hear that when you're in the midst of it! It is absolutely exhausting, I know. Best of luck to you sweetie!ReplyDelete
Oh mama! Mine were opposite and my oldest was the colicky! It definitely slowed down around 3 months for sure. Now at three years old, she may be extremely sweet but she is the most finicky, OCD child ever. She's tough to get to sleep, and she's the pickiest eater ever. Her doc told me that's common with most that were colicky. Stay strong lady! It will pass, hopefully before your mind goes!ReplyDelete
Oh girl, you take all the time you need! Lola was much the same as a baby. I will say, it got a lot easier when she started solids. Not sure why exactly.ReplyDelete