Today has not been a good day. We haven’t had a day like this since this day and the time she cried for four hours, only today has been worse because we’ve been having so many wonderful days that I was completely unprepared for it.
As you will know, the little blossom was awake for quite a few hours last night…crying. I tried rocking, pacing, bouncing (gently), you name it and I tried it…nada. She finally fell back asleep and at 7am I swapped over with the Happy Husband. By 7.30am I was drifting back into the land of nod. At 8.30am I was woken by crying, crying, and more crying. Not even the musical bee made her smile. This was serious!
Changed her nappy, putting her in a disposable instead of the cloth in case that was what was making her uncomfortable. Nope. An early feed topped up with expressed milk in case she was still hungry. Nope.
Her behaviour was completely out of character so…off to the Doctor I went, feeling every bit the anxious mother that I pride myself on not being.
Of course the minute we get to the Dr.s surgery she stops crying and only starts again when it’s time to leave! Nothing of consequence seems to be wrong, though (mercifully) the Dr. does agree that she has obviously been upset about something. Reflux perhaps?
Off I trot. The car. Peace. I drive around A LOT. Off to mother’s group. More mercy, she sleeps, feeds, plays and sleeps.
We get home. It starts again. I AM GOING OUT OF MY MIND!
Bless her, she holds my finger with her little hand. I love her. Still crying, still driving me crazy. I feel like poking my eyes out with a stick!
Is it time for HH to come home yet?
It is not helpful that I am dealing with this after an essentially sleepless night!
Reprieve. The reason I am here writing this is not because I need to get a break for a few minutes so that I don’t actually poke my eyes out with a stick. Though, that would be reasonable! The reason is because she has finally knocked herself out.
Here are some pictures of the day. Despite the disaster there were moments of peace, some of which I managed to capture.
I had 20minutes of peace while she was in this.
Just enough time for me to have a shower.
I also took a ‘before’ shot of me…thinking I could then take an ‘after’ shot. Oh how I naive am I!?! The closest I got to ‘after’ shots are the three at the top of the post. Some-less-than-sensational pictures of me which perhaps give you a glimpse into my state of mind today!