Amanda felt comfortable enough to walk around the house getting into cupboards and drawers, though she kept a close eye on me and would start looking for me whenever I went out of her sight for a second. On Sunday she really had a tough day, crying for hours while nothing seemed to comfort her except crashing into an exhausted sleep, only to wake and start screaming again. (It’s so odd, if my parents hadn’t been there to see it themselves, they probably would have thought I exaggerated about these episodes!) I tried nursing, feeding, rocking, burping, playing and distracting, giving her Tylenol and teething tablets – nothing worked. I thought she might be teething, but her back molars have been the same for the past month, and I don’t feel any bumps, heat, or soft tissue indicating they’re finally coming in. After awhile her crying seemed more like a temper fit than anything else, upset whenever I tried to comfort her, then upset when I’d leave her alone. She finally let up around 7:30 at night, playing contentedly as if she’d been happy all day. What the heck??
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Meltdown
Labels:
amanda,
development,
motherhood,
stress,
teething,
travel
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