Monday, December 1, 2008

The Case of the Disappearing Colic

I feel a little bit like Encyclopedia Brown (remember him from your juvenile reading days??)...

Anyway, we had our first go-round (dare I be naive enough to hope it was also our last?) with colic last night. Baby Girl was sleeping peacefully - in her Pack 'n Play might I add (we've been fairly successful with the transition thus far) - and became increasingly restless and fussy about 9:30pm. I gave her a while to settle down and when it became obvious that wasn't going to happen, I picked her up. She was bunching her legs up and rooting with a desperation that I hadn't seen before. Over the next 30 minutes or so, her actions became more frantic and she ended up with that tearless screaming that is unique to very young infants. I did everything I could think of... let her suckle, bicycled her legs, tried to massage her very tight belly (though this only seemed to cause her more pain); I rubbed her back, jiggled and patted her, but could only soothe her intermittently.

Fast-forward to midnight... we're still at it. I'm relatively certain that it's only colic, but the frantic cries of my sweet daughter are breaking my heart, and I'm contemplating either paging the pediatrician or making a quick run to the emergency room, just for reassurance - because my education has taught me that many things can cause colic... yes, it could have been the brussel sprouts that I ate at my grandmother's house Saturday night, but it could be something more, however unlikely - intestinal intussusception, hernia entrapment, appendicitis, intestinal blockage, etc., etc.

B slept through most of the episode, though I'm not sure how he managed to tune out the screams - but just before midight I woke him to watch her so I could go and get the Mylicon drops, as I was desperate to try anything that might work. B was so distressed by her state that he went online and paid $24 for a 20-page E-book full of mostly useless information about colic, what you can do to alleviate symptoms and suggestions to prevent recurrence. I guess he felt the need to do something to help his daughter...

So I am holding my writhing child, and I am contemplating the various scenarios, and their liklihood of occurrence, and... it just... stops. As suddenly as it began, it is gone - and my sweet baby girl is relaxed and comfortable again, though she is now exhausted. So I snuggle her up against me - no way am I putting her back in her bed tonight - and we finally go to sleep, and she doesn't wake again until nearly 4 hours later.

I cared for her the rest of the nght, as I usually do, and about 6:30 this morning, B took her out to the living room so that I could sleep a bit... I finally dragged myself out of bed at 10am. Baby Girl seems back to her usual sweet self this morning... thanks be to God!!

And, just in case it was the brussel sprouts (because I had them again last night), I pumped this morning and then poured 6 ounces of possibly tainted "liquid gold" down the drain. Baby Girl will have to make due with bottles for the next several hours, and I will be much more particular about what crosses my lips as long as I am still breastfeeding my baby girl.

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