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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