I hate...

Colic! Its evil. I never got it before... Someone would talk about their colicky baby and I would think yeah ok your kid cries... Babies cry. I never realized how draining it is... Emotionally and physically on everyone involved. It's not fair that whatever is going on steals my baby's happiness, comfort, and smiles. It's not fair that our entire life revolves around the witching hours which really can be all day... It's not fair that not only am I the only one that can give her some relief but it has to be in a rocking chair tightly wrapped to my chest in a sleepy wrap (I now own 2 just in case one gets spit up on an is in the wash) with my iPhone constantly playing an app that mimics water flowing loudly. Sorry to my friends I never call anymore... I also can't raise my voice above a whisper during this time plus if I use my phone the app stops playing and the screaming starts so you wouldn't hear what I was saying anyhow. I'm sorry to my oldest daughter that knows when the crying starts she has to go to daddy to have any of her needs met because I have to help Bees. For all my friends who have been through this I'm sorry i didn't get it and weren't there for you. For all my friends going through it now... I hope we all see the light at the end of the tunnel. Most of all though I hate that there is something bothering my sweet baby so badly that she screams so intensely so often and for so long. I'm sorry I can't do more to help you... Until this is over I will be here rocking, wrapping, and at times crying with you... I love you sweet baby... Love, Mommy