Sunday, December 20, 2009

Growth Spurt!

Most adults define a ‘growth spurt’ as a time when somebody actually grows, you know, and gets bigger. Not in our house. Baby Avery has her very own definition of ‘growth spurt’, and it’s not quite the same as the traditional meaning.

Baby says growth spurt means ….
-Baby is hungry ALL the time.
-Baby in inconsolable. Fussy any time she’s awake without a bottle in her mouth.
-Baby wants what she wants when she wants it. And she wants it … NOW.
-Baby says screw your schedule.
-Baby says screw your beloved sleep.
-Baby wants what she wants when she wants it. And she wants it … NOW.

We love our sweet little angel, but the growth spurt has definitely thrown us for a loop! Just when we settled into a nice feeding/sleeping routine, we hit the 3-week growth spurt. Who cares if she just ate an hour ago? Who cares if she has eaten the amount she should have had in an entire 24 hour period by noon? She’s hungry, NOW. If she’s not sleeping, she wants to be eating. And, no, infant’s don’t seem to understand the concept of ‘just a minute’ or ‘it’s almost ready’ … did I mention that she wants what she wants when she wants it (NOW)???

As I understand it, we will go through this at 3 weeks, 6 weeks, 3 months and 6 months. It’s good to know what to expect because it’s a little heart wrenching to be unable to comfort your child. Sure it’s mildly amusing for the first few seconds when her head turns bright red, resembling a cherry tomato, and she does the billy goat cry. As an adult and as a parent, you know her bottle will be ready in about 90 seconds, but try explaining that to a baby who is roughly 24-days-old.

Speaking of reasoning with an infant, I learned last night that this is not really possible. Not with any success anyway. As I mentioned yesterday, we’ve succumbed to using the pacifier. It works like a charm. Except, of course, when she spits it out. This is a problem considering she has no real control over her arms/hands just yet and can’t put it back in her mouth herself. I tried to explain this to her about 3:30 this morning, but she wasn’t having any of it. She spit out the pacifier, cried because she wanted it back, and I got out of bed and replaced it for her. We danced this little dance about 8 times before she finally fell asleep (or before I did!). Oh the joys of becoming a new parent. I love my little girl more than life itself, but I am definitely looking forward to the day when sleep and sanity are more commonplace in my life!

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