So last night, McCoy started crying at about 10:30, which is weird, so I got up and tried to comfort him and then fed him a small bottle. When the bottle was done, he started screaming. I tried walking him around the room, rocking, burping, EVERYTHING! After about 30 minutes of this, Brian came into the room to find McCoy screaming in the swing and me, sprawled on the floor sobbing. All I could say was, "I don't know what to do."
Again, my husband is amazing. He calmed me down and then calmed down McCoy and put him back to bed. How did I get so lucky?
I think my body was just telling me, I have had enough! I sat in bed crying and thinking through every worst case scenario as to why he was screaming like that. I had not heard a baby scream like that since my niece before they knew she had cystic fibrosis. Then I started asking the Lord why he thought I could handle this because it says He will not give us anything that we can't handle.
I am exhausted and discouraged, but I am more concerned for my sweet baby. I hate to see him hurt and wish that I could just take it away. Here is to hoping that things get better soon!
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Just because we are promised that we won't be given anything we can't handle doesn't mean that it won't be rough while we're dealing with it. Continue to rely on the Lord and you'll get through it!
As far as the screaming, it could be a lot of different things, so don't jump to the worst case scenario just yet. Mention it at his check up. It could be teeth descending, growing pains, stomach cramps, or any number of other things. And keep track of how often it happens (the more information the doctor has, the better).
I'm grateful you have a good and patient husband to help you out. Good luck! I hope you get it sorted out soon.
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