Elias was born 3- 31-00. He never slept much but cried lots (I tallied up 16 - 18 hours a day of screaming when he was a newborn). I had a post-partum bleed 5 days after giving birth - I literally almost died. I was somehow able to keep breastfeeding (they told me I was so sick that my milk might dry up). Things didn't get much easier for me but at least my near death experience gave me some perspective.
Elias was diagnosed with reflux (and colic - duh!). He doesn't sleep well- even now. Definately is not a self- soother. He's the uncuddly type of high needs baby. He hates to rock, ride in the car, never cared for the infant swing etc etc - ya know all those things that "all babies" like - yeah right.
I love him to pieces and I have the best husband ever (but he has to work sooooo much). Elias obviously loves me and his daddy too as he started with separation anxiety and stranger anxiety at 6 months. I am always exhausted. I have no time for myself or my husband. I know this is temporary and I choose this. I do; however, get somewhat discouraged when other babies his age that get a lot less attention (and love to be honest) seem so much happier. Of course, Elias does not really care for strangers now so he's happiest when he's home. I know people (including my family) think that "I've made him this way" and they can just sit and spin. They are also afraid I will breastfeed him too long which just makes me want to do it forever.
Vickie and Elias Graham 3-31-00