I started this blog when Little Miss G was a year old and when things got a bit easier for us. Had I had the
The other day I was with a friend who just had her second baby and whose first was a huge cry baby like Miss G. She told me that everything is easier with number two. I didn't believe her at first, but I suppose it makes sense. When I had Miss G I thought that the cry will never stop. It did not stop for hours on end every day, so I was none the wiser to the fact that one day, it might actually all go. But finally, thank God, it did, and now I am actually blessed with an easier toddler than most (have I just jinxed it for admitting it?!)
Now I know that kids come in phases and, just like fashion, what's in today, is out tomorrow. Good when it comes to crying being out of fashion, not so good when it comes to being adventurous with food, but, hey, you can't have it all!
When Miss G was crying like a baby possessed I had many comments about it and I'd be rich if I had a penny for each 'at least you know that her lungs are working fine!'. I wanted to punch these idiots in the face every time they said it, but I was too physically and mentally exhausted to do it.
I will never forget the older mum who told me 'better you than me, darling. I am too old for all that noise and I just couldn't cope. Thank God, my baby is an angel!' (Of course I secretly wish this person, whom I have cut out from my group of
The point is, JUST MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS, PEOPLE! It's not that hard!
A mere two months after the crying finally stopped, I was in A&E because Little Miss G had very low oxygen levels and couldn't breathe properly. That was the first of many emergency calls about her asthma. You see what happened there? Those stupid feckers who told me 'at least you know that her lungs are working fine' were just PLAIN WRONG! It turns out that her lungs were weak after all. The moral of the story? MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS, YOU PEOPLE! Just do that and we would all be happier. Simples!
* If you read this and you have a baby who is well and healthy, but will not stop crying and s/he happens to be your first and you are thinking 'why me?' and 'what am I doing wrong?', just hang in there, girlfriend! Do what you can. It is horrid, it is hellish, it's the pits, but it will go one day. That much I can promise you.