OMG it just went on for 2 hours. And the last hour was full throtle screaming of a baby who is being tortured or at the very least starved. Thing is I know its colic.
I tried everything, he has infacol before each feed, I gave him an extra dose after 15 mins screaming, I tried every burping technique in the book and got 2 out of him. But the screaming continued, I gave him a tummy massage and he did a poo, then I changed his nappy but he still screamed and screamed.
I ran a bath and as we sat in the bathroom with the johnsons bedtime calming stuff filling the air he stopped for about a minute, I dunno if it was the sound of the running water or the smell but that minute was heaven, unfortunately like the eye of the storm! I put him down to undress him and myself and it started up again, he calmed in the bath but still was breathing fairly rapidly, I did it quite deep and got in with him so his whole body was floating underwater and I was just holding the back of his head and his bum. He started kicking and thrashing around so I thought Id better get out as I didnt want to slip and let his head go under.
Then he screamed bloody murder as I dried and dressed him, so I swaddled him really tight and put him in his pram in the kitchen and closed the door for about 30 secs while I took 10 deep breaths and listened to him screaming. I thought Id just make him a bottle even though I knew he'd be over feeding and would just be sick, I was getting desparate, then I realised that Ive been so tired today I forgot to clean and sterilise the bottles and I had used the last one at the 2.30 feed.
At that point I had to make a very conscious decision not to fall apart! I frantically glanced around the room and started gathering bottles to sterilise and spotted the dummy, I hadnt tried it for a week and had kinda written it off but I shoved it in his screaming little mouth and he merrily suckled on it and went to sleep. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
My baby is now tightly swaddled in his pram by the open patio door in the kitchen sleeping with a dummy in his mouth. How very 1950s of me!
I now have 6 clean bottles and just aswell cos ive looked at the clock and its officialy 3 hours since his last feed and standard kick off time. Im hoping he's worn himself out though!
I tried everything, he has infacol before each feed, I gave him an extra dose after 15 mins screaming, I tried every burping technique in the book and got 2 out of him. But the screaming continued, I gave him a tummy massage and he did a poo, then I changed his nappy but he still screamed and screamed.
I ran a bath and as we sat in the bathroom with the johnsons bedtime calming stuff filling the air he stopped for about a minute, I dunno if it was the sound of the running water or the smell but that minute was heaven, unfortunately like the eye of the storm! I put him down to undress him and myself and it started up again, he calmed in the bath but still was breathing fairly rapidly, I did it quite deep and got in with him so his whole body was floating underwater and I was just holding the back of his head and his bum. He started kicking and thrashing around so I thought Id better get out as I didnt want to slip and let his head go under.
Then he screamed bloody murder as I dried and dressed him, so I swaddled him really tight and put him in his pram in the kitchen and closed the door for about 30 secs while I took 10 deep breaths and listened to him screaming. I thought Id just make him a bottle even though I knew he'd be over feeding and would just be sick, I was getting desparate, then I realised that Ive been so tired today I forgot to clean and sterilise the bottles and I had used the last one at the 2.30 feed.
At that point I had to make a very conscious decision not to fall apart! I frantically glanced around the room and started gathering bottles to sterilise and spotted the dummy, I hadnt tried it for a week and had kinda written it off but I shoved it in his screaming little mouth and he merrily suckled on it and went to sleep. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhMy baby is now tightly swaddled in his pram by the open patio door in the kitchen sleeping with a dummy in his mouth. How very 1950s of me!
I now have 6 clean bottles and just aswell cos ive looked at the clock and its officialy 3 hours since his last feed and standard kick off time. Im hoping he's worn himself out though!
poor guy is exhausted from the nights when hes like this and has to leave the house at 7.30 for work. I think we're all gonna spend the day in our PJs tomorrow!
I just realised our new neighbours have been moving in and my windows are open!!!
it sounds like you did really well hun. It gets so frustrating and draining at times that to collapse into a heap would be so easy lol. Your a star xx
