This has gone from my spot to share all my questions, fears and experiences to a necessary outlet for the good, bad and the ugly that goes along with having two boys. I wouldn't change it for the world!






Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Hudson Had Colic

For some I could just say "Hudson had colic." and they would understand.  For anyone who hasn't experienced it, there is no clear cut way to define colic. The only way that I can describe it is like this: "Imagine taking a cross country car ride with an emotional, volatile, unpredictable stranger that has clearly missed their meds. You are not allowed to stop the car and have no idea how long it will be until you reach your destination. You don't have a map, the emergency brake doesn't work and you do not control the door locks (meaning that you can't jump out while the car is moving...and you want to). There is also no drinking while driving (duh). When you ask them what is wrong, they can't tell you. When they have an emotional outburst, you can't stop it. When they can't sleep, you won't either. Eventually you find yourself crying when they cry. Everyday you wake up wondering if you are closer to your destination, or if while you slept, they drove the car back in the opposite direction."

People told me almost daily that his colic would "get better real soon".
Then it was "Hmmm....how long has he been like this?".
"He has to get better eventually."
"Have you talked to his doctor?"
"It can't last much longer."

While everyone was just trying to help, there wasn't much that anyone could do for more than a few minutes. Insert sad song and tears. I'm not sharing this for sympathy or an "atta girl" for getting through it. I just want people to know that it sucks, sometimes for what feels like forever, but there is a light at the end of the (possibly very long) tunnel.  Once you reach the other side, it all just seems like a bad dream. One that makes you a little stronger, a little grayer, a little more patient and definitely more appreciative of each day that child wakes up their happy new self.

Colic is difficult and sharing the experience with friends and family is a must. Even though they can't fix it, they can be your outlet, your distraction, your shoulder, your sommelier...whatever you need.


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