What the What

Dear Southwest passengers,

I apologize in advance for my child:

Pick one! Pick both. Benton has turned into a dolphin werewolf in the last 48 hours.

Why? Full moon perhaps? More likely he is just going through a developmental stage that is causing his little baby brain to process twice the information he is used to. This translates into an over-tired, over-stimulated, and hence over-hungry baby.

He goes through his normal cycles of eat, play, nap throughout the day. But as it starts to get toward the last cycle of the day? MAYHEM. He starts squealing like a dolphin and then howls like a wolf. Nothing will satisfy him. Nursing, my usual calming method, DOES NOT INTEREST HIM.

Every little noise distracts him from eating. Everything in the room MUST be in his hand. He just mastered accurate grabbing and wants it all right now. I speak to him in very calm and low tones to keep him even keeled. But the squealing still escalates to screaming. Where did this child come from? Just last Thursday I was talking about what an easy-going baby he is. JINX. Is this new craziness a sign of what’s to come? Or just a phase?

By the way, I had mastitis this weekend. I don’t even want to talk about how badly this dolphin werewolf  visitor’s timing has been. Justin practically sprinted out the door to the gym and work this morning. LUCKY.

The worst night was on Saturday. I had the chills and was feeling so incredibly horrible. Justin was taking care of him as much as possible, but in the end, only mama can calm the baby when he has totally lost it. How did I calm him? We both ended up naked, skin-to-skin in the bathroom mirror singing Baby Beluga. Then at 9:30 on the dot, he nursed and passed out. He can’t make it past then. Win.

So.

WHAT the WHAT?

I don’t bitch much on this blog, but today? Let me have some bitchy time. Yes, I still love this little baby, and wouldn’t trade him for the world, but GAH.

We are getting on a plane in two days. I was not worried about the flight at all until this new phase started up. Now, I am getting a little anxious. Please, oh please, for the love of all things well-behaved and sleepy, let the child be OK on the flight. For his sake. For our sake. For the passengers around us.

Please, oh please.

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7 responses to “What the What

  1. I think it could just be developmental stages! At 3 months, I had to start nursing my baby in a dark quiet room, otherwise he couldn’t focus. At 4 months he started this screaming for fun thing (we’re talking blood curdling screams, but not unhappy) that wasn’t so fun at midnight!

    He got it out of his system, and didn’t really scream like that for awhile, at least not ALL DAY like the first few days…until the other night at 4am. He’s 8.5 months now! Crazy babies! 🙂

  2. Totally normal-Elise just went through that too. She’s almost 5.5 months now and the squealing and what not still continues. She’s got quite the sense of humor now too, grabbing Mommy’s glasses off her face and laughing because it’s funny, then trying to put them on her face . I don’t know where this came from but it’s hilarious. I can sympathize with the trying to quiet baby down as now this squealy dolphin phase occurs at the most inopportune times, such as a quiet part in church. 😦 It’s so funny watching them change and grow! Good luck with the flight. My best advice I guess is to keep them occupied, bring lots of toys and when he starts to get bored with one, whip out another! Does he take a pacifier ? 🙂 Hope you are feeling better too momma!

  3. Bitch away, lady. We love you and the internet was made for venting.

    Well, actually it was made for porn. But the venting is nice, too.

  4. I’m remembering when my sister had to travel from India to Massachusetts with her infant and a four year old. She used a homeopathic version of chamomile in a tiny bottle which looked like water. When her baby because fussy, she would put few drops on her finger and give it to the baby. I’m wondering if you are familiar with that. I’ll be thinking of all of you as you travel, and praying for safety, and a excellent time with family. I so enjoy the way you have of putting things. The bittersweet side of parenting stretches us all beyond our comfort levels. This too will pass.;)

  5. I would be more worried about getting felt up at the airport. 😉 I am sure this is just a phase and your easy, sweet, non-dolphinwolf boy will be back soon.

  6. Totally and completely a phase. I remember Henry going through that exact time. He would get to about 5 p.m. and NOTHING would make him happy. I basically kept him nursing consistently from 5-7 until I would go to bed with him. And even that wasn’t the cure-all it usually was. That time of day is the total witching hour, but it does pass. Keep doing whatever you can to get through the early evening hours! As for the plane? NURSE. A LOT. I’m telling you, you have to nurse during the takeoff because it helps keep their ears from clogging and becoming painful (as well as landing). But I would just put him on the milk whenever he’d start to get fussy. And get a couple new and exciting toys to bring with you, that way he’ll be fascinated by things he’s never seen before. We still use that trick with Henry and he’s four. You’ll be just fine, I have no doubt. Megan, you are a WAY more patient and capable mama than I ever was with a young baby. You’ve got it all in your heart and can do this with ease. Let us know how the flight goes! I’ll be sending you good juju 🙂 I hope your mastitis is cleared up, and I’m so sorry you had to deal with that, dude. Man, what we do for those little pieces of heaven, huh?

  7. just so you know, you are not alone in this. 🙂 my naomi is a very easy-going baby i tell everyone, but for some reason when 6-7pm hits, she becomes a well, werewolf. okay, not that bad. but it is hard in comparison to how she is all day long. but i know, it will pass and this little phase with benton will too. you are a champ to travel with baby!

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