My girls have nighttime colic. There. I said it. Colic is one of those dreaded fears every parent has that their baby might get...and for so long, I completely denied that it was colic. I had always heard the "3" rule: Colic is when your baby is fussy for 3 hours straight, for 3 days straight, for 3 weeks straight. For some reason, I was ignoring those signs. Yes, every night the girls would both get fussy at 6:00 PM like clockwork. They would remain fussy no matter what we did (well...the bath worked wonders, but once out....crying began again) until we finally got them down for bed around 8:30 or 9:00 PM if it was a really fussy night. And yes, this was happening consistently, so we met the 3 day rule...and yes, it had been going on for weeks, so yes, we met the 3 week rule. It wasn't until our pediatrician diagnosed it that I realized, yes, both of my girls had colic. But thank goodness, it was only nighttime colic. I've heard too many horror stories of babies with colic around the clock.
This is why Tuesday and Wednesday nights have been particularly hard for me. My husband pastors two churches, which means two prayer meetings. So every Tuesday and Wednesday evening, he's gone and I'm left to fend for myself with two beautiful, but crying babies.
So last night, the girls were particularly fussy again and this time, Chris was home to help. I was in the bathroom trying to get the miracle working bath water ready when I heard Chris calling for me to come quick. I ran into the living, expecting to see something terribly wrong, when instead I found a sight that brought laughter to Chris and I both.
Savannah was sitting in her Bumbo seat, arm propped up on the side, just looking at us with mere exhaustion while Madeline was crying her poor little precious heart out. It was as if Savannah was worn out from the crying too and looking at us like "can you believe this?" It was one of those rare, classic moments that we were thankful to catch on camera. Yes, there is joy in motherhood. There is joy in having two special girls in the house. And yes, we even found joy and laughter in those not so fun moments. I suppose that's what happens when you love little ones more than life itself.
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I am sorry to hear that. Kaydence gets really really fussy at different times during the day, but it is at least once a day for an hour or more....and I always feel SO overwhelmed when she gets like that. I can't imagine it times 2. It is sweet when they giving us funny reminders that they really do feel our pain!
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