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Originally Posted by Malibu03
He's really a cute little guy and we're so pleased to have a son. I think it's just a really difficult period we're going through now. I'm definitely looking forward to things getting better soon.
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I'm so glad you checked in here. I quoted you on this because I feel like whenever we talk about how difficult this whole process is/has been that we always feel the need to say "but I'm thankful" in some way. And believe me, I am too. I truly understand that you are and feel blessed, as we do. And by discussing how difficult it is doesn't diminish that in any way, ya know? But I know we always feel like we have to say it, right? Just wanted to put that out there.
And the next person that says "oh you must be having so much FUN" I want to kick! Ask me when I've strung a good set of a hours of true, non-stressful, regenerating-like-it's-supposed-be sleep!
God, do I ever understand what that sleep deprivation will do to you. Oh and the worst is that even though we've gone to formula and there is a chance for me to rest something always seems to happen...I hear Ian cry and I can't sleep (the Mommy feelings just won't turn off) or I feel guilty that Jeff is struggling with him or I'm alone all day and just as he's resting and I'm trying to get stuff done he has a major gas issue, etc. If I wasn't so exhausted and therefore lacking any sense of humor whatsoever I might find the irony of it kinda funny.
Ian gulps formula like they're going to stop making it. He doesn't care about temperature (though I'm trying to keep it lukewarm to possibly help with tummy/gas) and eats WELL, but we have to be so, so careful about moving his body around constantly in order to help expel gas. The thing is, when he doesn't have gas issues he's totally calm and chilling and checking out the world with this intense look of his. And I understand and feel for him when we're trying to work through the gas or BM (which often seems like such a chore even though he's healthy and the BM is soft). I have all kinds of techniques for helping him. And I understand sometimes he just has to cry. I'm trying so hard to be understanding of his needs and work with him, but sometimes it's just so exhausting. I'm sure it's extra hard for someone like me who likes to troubleshoot and solve problems because sometimes it feels like I just can't solve the problem!
To make matters worse, though you'd think it better, I have two grandmas who adore him who only want to hold him. <sigh> But this is a struggle for me because I have certain parenting approaches that I want to implement. I probably sound like a big meanie as my little guy approaches a mere 6 weeks old, but it's important to me for him to acclimate to sleeping on his own, on his back, in his own crib or bassinet. Yes, life is grand when you can fall asleep in the arms of someone who loves you. And don't get me wrong, he has done that plenty and I don't begrudge it. I'm trying to balance the whole "they are only this little for a short time" and the "you can't love a baby too much" philosophies with my own belief in establishing independence. I know everyone thinks I'm loopy but I figure it doesn't hurt to TRY...to start now. I mean, why not? It's the same reason I talk to him all day about what's going on and who we'll meet and what we're doing. And I just read Dr. Suess to him (they say "sing song" is a great format for introducing words to children). I do use the pacifer liberally, but I never shove it in his mouth. I wait to see if he wants to take it (trying to assess, of course, if he's hungry instead but since he eats SO well I'm not worried I'm missing his hunger cues). I basically give him the opportunity to adapt to this world as he will, but without assuming what he can't handle. The only thing I am cautious of is introducing too many things at one time, so he doesn't get overwhelmed and overstimulated.
As you can see, I'm pretty analytical. But I'm also going with my gut too. And when he cries, I always assist him. (I believe in SOME crying and paying attention to what that means, but not in "cying it out".) I've read a lot of different theories on caring for babies and I'm basically taking what I like of each of them (and importantly what seems to work with Ian) and making my own. But wow is it ever easy to second guess yourself!
I could go on and on (and almost did) but I'll leave it at that.
I'm sorry Max doesn't like the car rides. Maybe he doesn't like being schlepped about? I know Ian screams when we strap him in, but thankfully will eventually chill out for the actual ride. I'm assuming he's just not comfy and I don't blame him - it doesn't look comfy!
This took me hours to write because I kept having to stop to check on you-know-who. LOL So I'll finally post this with one question - how do I clean off Ian's tongue? He has a white film that I'm assuming has been from eating but I want to be sure. I have no idea how to clean it off to see (to make sure it isn't thrush). Any ideas?