Thursday, February 19, 2009

Grouch

Her pediatrician said that colic tends to set in around 4 to 6 weeks of age. She'll be four weeks old next Thursday and while I won't say that she outright screams for three or more hours each day she certainly isn't a happy camper for at least that long. I manage to keep the screaming at bay by frequent changes in position and singing and rocking and pacifiering and jostling and leg-pedaling and humming and walking and standing on my head and tearing out my hair. So I'd say she screams for about an hour if you string all the screaming sessions together. In between the screaming sessions are fussy sessions interspersed with crying bouts sprinkled with the rare occasion of complete silence during which we hold our breath only to exhale 30 seconds later when the misery begins again.

I'm not completely convinced it's colic, mostly because the screaming really isn't that bad and the article about mothers having too much breastmilk says that infants can display colic-like symptoms. Tonight was one of the bad nights. Last night went remarkably smoothly. Today was the first time in her whole life (other than right after birth but that's colostrum and not milk) that she was hungry enough to nurse on both sides at one feeding so perhaps that's related to her crummy evening.

Along with giving the camera dirty looks, my girls also like to pout and look grouchy. I've never seen cuter grouchy faces though, have you?


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7 comments:

  1. That's an adorable Sad Face.

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  2. Sorry to hear that you have a grouch on your hands. I had one too. I had to wear Maddy in a Baby Bjorn for hours on end, and the hours between 6 and 10pm were always miserable. But I think it got a lot less bad at 6 weeks and then disappeared entirely around 12 weeks. Hang in there!

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  3. definitely the cutest little grouch ever!

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  4. Oh Beck, I am so so sorry to hear she is such an unhappy girl. That is exactly what Erik was like--not bad enough to actually be colic, but enough to drive us totally insane. He didn't get happy until he could crawl. I think he just hated being immobile *huge hugs*

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  5. That's the cutest pout ever.

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  6. Very cute pout. Sounds tough. That's kind of how Shea was. She never SCREAMED for hours on end (so it wasn't really colic)... though it seemed like she was almost permanently fussy/unhappy/in constant need of bouncing, singing, white noise, etc. Hopefully for Elaine it is just a phase, not her first eight months. ;-) Hang in there! Maybe it's just something that she will pass through soon.

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  7. Hey! Sorry to hear you guys are having a rough time! Reading your post reminded me so much of when Levi was little that I thought I should comment back...if for no other reason than to commiserate with you, and let you know that we're praying for ya. On hopefully a more helpful note, I am completely convinced that ours was a case of "mother with too much breast milk", as you mentioned. Unfortunately, I had never heard of such a thing at the time, and we just lived through it. However, while we were expecting Daniel, my parents went to cook for Shallowbrook, where they met their co-cook, Sarah Macey (who by profession is a lactation specialist). She gave Mama some tips for me (like only nursing on one side each time, which it sounds like you're already doing) and told us to feel very free to e-mail her. For Daniel, just nursing on one side at a time was enough to help, but I know that Mrs. Macey had said she would be willing to walk us through other stuff if we needed it. I'll e-mail you her address just in case you want to see what she thinks. :) Anyway, I hope you guys have a wonderful day... and no, I don't think I've ever seen a cuter little pout! :)

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