So far we have been blessed with BebeLuv pretty much sticking to a routine and getting a decent amount of sleep. Bedtime is 7pm & there’s an awakening between 2-4 if we lucky just for her dummy, some nights earlier & two dummy awakenings.
We have had trouble recently
- with night feeds too early and not finishing all of it to suffice for a full night, but all in all we pretty much on track. Then came Ramdaan and our early morning disturbance led to an awake baby too early and a change in routine most days, but somedays we were still on track.
- Then there’s also itchy gums, teething maybe, who knows how long more :/,
- and now constipation discomfort & crying due to intro to solids .
..so lotsa reasons for an irratable baby you see.
& boy o boy was 2nite a nite to remember – after a crabby day tnx to constipation discomfort I assume, & milk feeds wasted for all of today - @ 5:15pm I attempted to feed BebeLuv her cereal. She yanked the spoon away from her mouth, more forcefully than u expect frm a 5m old & shrieked wildly. DH took over & tried calming her down first, then tried feeding her whilst she was in his arm distracted by the open doorway they stood at. Nope, that didn’t last long. More wild shrieking. He calmed her down yet again & tried once more…during this time I was preparing our breaking fast meal & I dropped everything & ran to him to just stop feeding her cos the shrieking got worse. The crying just shattered me. However, by the time I got to him, he had ignored the shrieking & got most of her cereal down. I held her really close & did my bestest to comfort her, but nothing helped my lil gals sobbing & her trembling body. After a bit, I decided to get her outta her clothes & into PJs to make her more comfy but she was more bewildered then ever. That’s when my tears started & DH took over yet again. We finally gave her the dummy for a bit which we don’t normally do, its only used for sleeping. She rejected it @ first & then took to it and calmed down whilst we held her. For about half an hour after that she refused for us to put her down. By now she was just in a vest, between being changed.
Everytime I attempted to resume putting on her PJs she went crazy 0_o. We sang, danced, clowned infront of the mirror and did spins & air rides with her & dropped her on the bed ever so gently & went on with the entertaining to keep her from shrieking & then we got her pants on before the screaming resumed. We had a mini argument about making her a full feed milk or warming up her leftover…I finished with getting her into her PJs between a bit more of controlled crying by now whilst DH sorted the milk out. I won the argument & a full feed was made instead of warming the left over. I felt incase she wanted more than the left over, I didn’t want to disturb her to go make more amidst feeding. She had most of her feed, bt 2/3rds. The time 4 Iftar came in & we manically ate whatever we could find since supper was only half prepped. After her feed, she played for about 10mins which gave us enough time to eat and then she cried again. DH insisted on medicating with BabaSuur again for the constipation, so yet again we haven’t given the flax seed remedy a full chance to prove if it will work, & off to sleep she went. She cried just now, 8ish & I prayed it wouldn’t start all over again, as I am alone now whilst DH is out for lengthy evening prayers in Ramadaan. I fed her a lil bit of her remainder milk feed and she’s asleep yet again…
O I hope we make it through this night without another episode…
Oh a beeeeEEEg thank you, to all of you wonderful sprog bloggers who I just dump on. It makes all of this so much easier. I don’t feel so alone