November 26, 2014

Of course I mean me….

Selah June turned 2 months old today!  She also had her 2 month wellness checkup with the doctor.  Along with the standard height, weight, temperature, eating habit, and developmental checks, we also had shots.  Jeremy and I knew it was coming.  Selah June did not.  These first few pics are at the office but before the shots.

Dr. Bryson came in to see Selah June, and she was already in a mood.  We had had a very rough night and a rough morning as well.  Selah June thought the rectal thermometer was bad…  And she was letting Jen know about it!  Screaming, screaming, screaming…..

And Jen asked us how much of the day was spent like this.  Trying to be very honest and realistic, we relayed the typical pattern of fussy.  Though we thought she was experiencing a witching hour for the first 6 weeks, we now were not so sure.  Jen said that she clearly has “the colic” — a diagnosis with little remedy for the baby and no help for the parents.

I knew that it was a possibility.  In fact, I’ve been telling everybody that she is colicky.  But to hear it from the doctor made it real and made me realize that there is no cure, no tricks of the trade, no end in sight.

That news combined with the infliction of pain on my precious little one had me in tears by the time we left the office.  I always knew that shots were bad.  Babies are going to cry.  It’s not going to be fun.  But I wasn’t prepared to hear the actual sound of pain in my baby’s voice…. to see panic in her eyes…. to know that she expected me to make it stop.  It was a frightening reminder that I am her protection in this world.

You hear that, Self?  Don’t be a wuss!

We left the office, and she rather immediately fell asleep.  She’s been zonked out all afternoon.  I think we both needed a break from today.

And here are her stats: