My life is about colic right now. Colic and other stressors.
I managed to knit one row on the sleeve for Jack Henry’s Wonderful Wallaby. That was about 4 weeks ago.
Besides that there is colic, much colic.
Started working again. “The Littles” go to a sitter in the morning while I work. So afraid that The Colic Fairy will make our wonderful sitter quit. Think about that a lot.
See… even my every thought is about colic.
I hate colic.
Just keep in mind that colic is not forever. I know, easy for me to say 12 years later. When Eli was colicky, he liked it when I put him in the baby bjorn and went up and down stairs. Now I realize you are not a novice and don’t really need my advice. Please ignore any advice from me and just accept my sympathy and hopes that it passes soon.
I have not caught up with your blog in months and months. I forgot that you have a blog, because I read you on FB regularly, and I see you almost every day.
Let’s just say, praise God for Gripe Water! I did wonder how long I could have gone on – with your poor wee colicky girl. A colicky baby must be one of the saddest things on the planet!