I took this picture several days ago, but his shirt has never been as true as it was today:
Jake and I went to meet Cameron for lunch up in town. Cam was between a court case and his actual shift and I was heading up to do some cheap after-Christmas shopping.
After lunch, Jake and I proceeded to Deseret Book to look for a new nativity for next year. (They had them for 50% btw, just not any I wanted...) While inside, Jake started to get a little fussy and wouldn't really take his pacifier so I decided it was time to hit the road. By the time I walked out of the door and got to the car, (a matter of 30 seconds) he was full-on screaming.
At this point, I decided to make a beeline for my parent's house and try to feed him even though he had just eaten before we left our house. I also thought being in the car would calm him, but he cried all the way to my parent's house for the whole 8 minute drive.
As soon as I got him there and inside, I practically ripped him from his carseat in an effort to comfort him. He was so upset you would have thought I just dropped him on his head or something.
He was wet, so I changed him. This effort brought on a whole new vocal fit which drew my step-mom, Louise, from her room and even my step-brother, Tim.
The three of us passed him around for a bit. I tried to feed him. That didn't last long, but he wasn't crying while he did feed, short as it was. I can't remember all the details, but eventually Louise got him to calm down.
I have to admit I wish I would have been able to soothe my own child, but I was glad I was close by and Grandma could save the day. She ended up taking him and I crashed on the couch for a couple hours. I guess he stayed awaked while she held him and walked for a while. Then, he finally gave up and fell asleep and slept for about an hour before he woke up. After Louise gave him a bottle I had brought with, she had to wake me up too so she could get ready for her evening plans.
Of course he fussed like crazy for me. I changed him again and just put him in his carseat to go home. I had given up on shopping at this point. I hoped the drive home would help him fall back asleep and it did. In an effort to milk every minute of his nap, I got gas in the car in Maricopa instead of going home and drove to Casa Grande to do the necessary portion of my shopping.
He stayed mostly asleep through all my shopping and as I was checking out, it started again. I barely made it home before the screaming took on its full range. I have fed him again, and currently he is half fussing half sleeping in his swing. Mostly fussing and grunting. I have fed him, changed him, burped him, cuddled him, rocked him, rubbed him, swaddled him, changed his clothes and put him in both the bouncer and swing. I don't know what else to try...
I think he is having trouble pooping. The doctor said it was okay, but if his grunting bothered me to give him a teaspoon of Dark Karo Syrup. It is either that, or he is really over tired and over stimulated. Any suggestions?
On top of it all, Major had a hay-day with a package of diapers while I was gone today. Luckily he only destroyed three, but I was welcomed home by a pile of possible casualties.
Maybe this is all normal. I don't know. I think that it is just hard for me to deal with because I am so exhausted. I am so ready for a full night of sleep!
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Jake's Ohio babysitter is fully available on Sunday or for additional time on Monday if you need to go get things done or want a nap. I fully plan on just watching football on Sunday, so if you want me to hang out with him during part of church or later, let me know!
This is a rough time when youre sleep deprived with a fussy baby. My 1st baby would scream for 6-8 hours a day/or night. It wasn't easy. I tried being careful with what I ate, eliminate things that could be bothersome-raw veggies, chocolate and cheese were some of the things I eliminated. My 3rd baby's Dr actually had me give my baby Mylanta (1.5ml) He thought the crying was caused by acid reflux. It really worked well! The only other advise I can give is to take people's offers on sitting so you can nap (I'm offering too) and just know the crying won't go on forever!
Those days pass and before you know it he will be old enough to just send him to his room when he throws a fit. People tell you how fast they grow up all the time and I know on days like this it doesn't seem like it but trust me you will bling and he will be running around and telling you your a mean mom.
I meant blink not bling
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