It seems the babymoon is over. I'm feeling stressed. And a little overwhelmed. Thank goodness Jason has not yet gone back to teaching full time.
Kaia has what appears to be colic, which our baby book reminds us is a five letter word for "the doctors don't know why my baby is fussy." For the past three nights she has had bouts of crying that last for way too long and are intense. Her little body tenses up, her toes curl, her tummy gets hard and she cries out. We try changing positions, walking around, burping her, changing her, swaddling her, unswaddling her, etc, etc. Nothing seems to help. We had this same problem with Sierra and just sort of rode out the storm. For four weeks. Sigh. It's just so frustrating that this tiny little person is so obviously hurting and I am powerless to do anything. I don't know what's causing the hurt, but it could be something that I'm eating that's transferring to breastmilk. First step I'm taking is eliminating dairy from my diet. Let's hope it does the trick. And this kid better realize how much I love her to give up cheese for her.
Sierra's also been having a rough time sleeping for the past several nights after doing really well for awhile. She's awakened 2-3 times and had to be taken back to her bed, crying, and put back to sleep. Thankfully, Jason has stepped up and taken care of our oldest because I have, of course, been waking up several time a night to feed and change the little one.
Sierra continue to do really well in her role as big sister, though we do have to remind her to be gentle around the baby. She often wants to hold her and touch her and she will bring me a diaper when Kaia needs a change. We've been telling her a lot that she's such a good big sister, and it's sinking in because she'll say that about herself when she very gently pats Sierra's head "you're such a good big sister." Very sweet.