Babygirl really needed to be a firstborn baby and not a second – she just isn’t cut out for a life where there is already one child in the family. In short, she is high maintenance, incredibly full on, monumentally demanding and yes, this is beginning to really wear me down. There are times when I think I cannot take another minute of screaming, that I really consider just letting her scream instead of going with my usual instinct to comfort her.
She cries A LOT. And not always for a reason, sometimes just because she wants to.
And needs to be cuddled A LOT.
And needs to feed A LOT. And whilst she is feeding much less frequently she still gets really cranky if she goes a minute over three hours between feeds (or if I’m not around from two and a half hours between a feed … just in case there is a risk I might not be there for the next feed).
And when she’s done feeding she throws up A LOT. Sometimes silently, sometimes with screaming as well.
And she needs to be an exact temperature.
And she cries … and cries … and cries … and there is nothing you can do to make her happier – not feeding, not winding, not jiggling, not going in the car (she hates her car seat). She just screams and screams and eventually will suddenly go to sleep … if you’re lucky.
And when she goes to sleep she needs perfect quiet or she’ll wake up and the cycle will start again. Which isn’t really going to happen in a house with a toddler, or to be fair anyone who isn’t able to tiptoe silently around her. And she’ll only sleep for a quick nap during the day. Although to be fair she does have a good slug of sleep after bedtime – thank goodness.
Which if I’m being honest is beginning to wear me down – I hate that I can’t comfort her and make her happy like I could Toddlergirl, that I haven’t discovered the magic formula to calm her and that I cannot get things done because she is just so full on.
But then she smiles …