Most of my posts highlight the challenges I encounter(ed) while raising a high need baby and now toddler. It may seem that all I do is complain about my life or that I am ungrateful for my little girl. But both could not be further from the truth.
There are several reasons why I choose to emphasize the difficult parts on my blog:
For the first six months of her life, we did not know why our little girl was crying so much. Was something wrong with her? Were we doing something wrong?
We tried a lot of different things. I am breastfeeding her and so I went on an elimination diet, cutting out dairy, soy, tomatoes, leafy greens, and more. We tried out bouncy chairs, baby carriers, car rides, long walks, music, white noise, other noise. We gave her infant gas drops and gripe water. Nothing seemed to do the trick.
We visited her pediatrician often, exhausted and worried. A few months after he birth, she was diagnosed with reflux and put on medication. Sometimes it seemed to help, most of the time it made no difference.
Finally, we found out that she might be a high need baby. But we had no idea what that meant or why she was this way. We needed to know. And even more importantly, we needed to find out how we could make things easier for her and for us.
When our little girl was born, she only cried for a few seconds, until the nurse put her in my arms. It was the greatest feeling in the world to be able to calm her just by being there.
For the first two days she was a quiet baby, sleeping most of the time. We were high fiving each other for having such a peaceful child while all the other parents struggled with their crying newborns.
Then we went home and our baby went from being peaceful to crying almost every minute she was awake. We tried literally everything but nothing seemed to work.
Well meaning friends and relatives would tell us that things would get easier after 6 weeks…After 2 months had passed, they would say, it will be over by 3 months…After 5 months we were wondering whether things would ever get better and they would tell us that 6 months was the magical turning point.