4 posts tagged “photoshop”
Around 2 and a half to 3 weeks Peyton started having his 'witching hour'. Anytime after 10pm and before 2am he'd start fussing, and anywhere from 2-3 hours later he'd be screaming bloody murder. In that time he'd eat anywhere from 3-5 additional ounces, even if he'd just eaten an hour or so before. I'd change his diaper multiple times. I'd rock him. I'd bounce him. I'd wrap him up. I'd put him down. I tried the swing, the bouncy seat, the pacifier. And after hour four, I'd put him in the bassinet and lock myself in the bathroom and cry. A good ten or fifteen minutes, and I'd pick him up and start the whole process over again.
I didn't tell anyone. What kind of mother cannot comfort her own baby? During those four or more hours a night I'd sit there and wonder what I'd done that my baby hated me so bad. I'd think horrible things about how I didn't know if I could take it any longer. I'd plead with him to just stop crying. I'd make promises about how I'd take him to the zoo and Disneyland, etc. when he was older. I'd wonder why Jonathan was such an easy baby, but Peyton was so miserable. I'd think to myself, why can't he just stop?
I finally said something to my mom who, at first, I know thought I was exaggerating. But after the first two weeks, when the circles under my eyes got darker and darker, I finally agreed to make an appointment with Dr. L. That was when we started looking into the reflux. Dr. L prescribed Zantac, and I hoped upon hope that this would help with the nonstop screaming. It did nothing but make his spitting up even worse. Back to the doctor we went, and it was decided then that he's an otherwise perfectly healthy baby. Just ... fussy.
If you've ever had to sit and listen to your baby cry without being able to comfort them, you know how hard it is and how helpless it makes you feel. Now, imagine that feeling for several hours a day, everyday. And it currently shows no sign of letting up. The only change for the better that I've seen so far is that he's moved to fussing during the day and actually sleeping through most of the night.
I remember thinking of colic as something that I'd never have to worry about. Jonathan was such a happy, easy baby, so Peyton should be, too. And hopefully he'll out-grow it and become a happy baby.
In other news, my 'baby' sister and I went out on Sunday afternoon and were scouting different places to take pictures. We found this old bridge (I swore it was there, dad told me they replaced them all) and were playing around on it. I didn't get any great pictures, but one or two turned around decent.
As is, or should be, my new title. I had been wanting to a whole "photo shoot" for Peyton's birth announcements, but it has been so cold lately, even in the house, and I hate to have him all unwrapped for too long. So, this is what I came up with in about five minutes and will be printing right away before I change my mind about them. They have been resized because the original file is HUGE, so the quality isn't exactly 100%.
