Sunday, March 09, 2008

And another one.

And last but not least, I have a layout in For Keeps Issue 64:

This was done over eighteen months ago, and it documents our struggle with colic from when Jamie was 5 weeks old until he was about 3 months. Seven weeks doesn't sound very long, but when every waking second is spent with a crying baby, or stressing that the sleeping baby is going to wake up and start screaming again, it's an eternity, as any new mum dealing with colic will tell you.

The entire top section of this LO opens up to reveal hidden journaling. Here's the journaling in all its entirety

To look at this photo no-one would realise that you were suffering from colic. It started on Christmas Eve - you were five weeks old. You would just cry and cry and cry. Only when you were asleep did the crying stop and then we would get blessed relief.

He won't sleep. He cries as soon as I lay him flat. At his worst he won't even settle in the baby sling. A walk around the block in the pusher is greeted with blessed silence, but the crying resumes on arriving back home. Even a ride in the car doesn't help sleep arrive.
"He has colic" says someone.
COLIC: more than 3 hours of crying on three or more days in a week.
Yep, he certainly does that. How about 7 hours straight?
"He's hungry" says someone else. "He wants more frequent feeds"
"Don't overfeed him if he has colic" says another adviser. "No less than three hours between feeds".
Meanwhile my heart breaks to look at his unhappy little face, his legs pulled up into his belly then flying straight out.
"It's something you're eating" says someone. "You have to cut out dairy".
Nuts, fish, dairy, coffee, and chocolate may all cause wind in babies, I read on the internet. So might cauliflower, broccoli, onions, cucumber, capsicums and garlic.
"Don't eat fresh fruit" says someone.
"Tomatoes are too acidic" says someone else.
"Stay away from salads" someone else warns. "Eat steamed veg instead".
Good grief! It's enough to do your head in. And in the meantime the baby cries.
Finally we find a Gripe Water that he'll swallow. And gradually we learn what helps. Jiggling, warm baths and tummy massages.
"He'll grow out of it by the time he's three months old" someone tells me.
I hope it's sooner, because that's still 6 weeks away!!



Shudder. It still brings back memories of gnashing of teeth, wailing, and tearing of hair.
Kathie

3 comments:

Megan said...

Hi Kathie :-)

This brings back memories for me too....isn't it nice now that they sleep so much better?

How are you?! I have been off in my own little world for the last few weeks, but I do think of you and keep telling myself that I should write to you and say hello....hopeless.

Hoping all is well,
Megan xx

Natti said...

Hi Kathie, I remember when he was this age and you were going through this, and my heart broke for you. I love how you write everytihng down so you can look back on the times, good and bad. Its a very special legacy.

Nat xx

Jaimie Emmerton said...

Beautiful LO Kathie - that photo is so sweet.

BTW - Ive tagged you :o)