At C’s 2-week appointment, the pediatrician drew us a chart. It was a bell curve, warning that a baby will peak in fussiness at 2 months of age before improving. I can already see that we’re making our way up that curve.
The past two mornings, C woke up relatively early (around 6am) and wouldn’t go back to sleep. Instead, he cried. And cried. And cried.
Yesterday afternoon while Hubster was working, C cried for me – a LOT. I fed him, changed him, rocked him, went about my day with him wrapped in the Moby (that worked for a short time). We even went for a walk, and he cried the entire time we were out walking.
A friend of mine who, bless her heart, has a 15-month-old and twin two-month-olds, gave me permission to let him cry it out. This was a revelation to me. You mean, it’s okay to put him down while he’s screaming in order to go to the bathroom?!
It was that revelation that has allowed me to hold onto my sanity by a small thread. It is so difficult to listen to him cry. I feel like horrible and inadequate when he’s crying and there’s nothing I can do to make it stop.
C woke up crying this afternoon in his Pack N Play. He had just recently been fed and changed. I picked him up and rocked him, but he continued to cry. I put him in his swing and turned on some classical music. I let him cry for 30 minutes. Just when I was about to pick him up and try to rock him again, he settled himself down. He’s now sleeping peacefully.
I’m hoping to remember this moment when he starts to cry again (probably in an hour or two)…
Did you have a fussy baby? How did you deal?