Sometimes I really hate him ;) But seriously, a few days later, Lazy Baby decides he is a colicky baby! Every night for the past week and a half: scream city! And I know it's gas. He has all the signs. It's horrendous. I can't do a thing in the evenings except try to console my inconsolable baby. If you've had a baby with colic, you totally know how that is. I give him gas medice and it seems to help a little. But other than that I have tried everything. The best thing so far seems to be swaddling the heck out of him and walking up and down the porch for 30-45 minutes. But there's been a couple of nights that even that didn't work.
Some days, OK = most days he will be screamy in the morning too. I can't get anything done. My house is a wreck. I keep doing all this laundry, but just haven't had the chance to fold any of it or put it away. It's bad enough living out of clothes baskets with folded clothes in them...
My days start out like this:
and very quickly end up like this:
All told, I'm not sure I'm having ppd, but I'm probably travelling a little down that path. It's times like this I really wish we lived closer to civilization.
Today I brought out my last torture device: the swing. He hates the bouncy chair. My other two loved it. Maybe it will grow on him. But for now, it doesn't work. The swing is my last resort to restore something resembling sanity to my house. I tried this afternoon, but he wasn't having it. I gave it another try a little later, and it's been working some magic for about 15minutes now... I just hope it lasts long enough to get some dishes done! (but of course you all see where I spent the first 15? what can I say, I need at least 15 minutes of me time!)