Today I finally cracked. We tried and tried to settle William for his nap this morning, but everytime his head hit the mattress, he woke up and screamed blue murder. Eventually, after 4 goes (2 each) Eddie swooped down on the baby and whisked him off to Tescos in the car – it took all of 10 seconds for him to pass out…
All the tiredness, trauma, anxiety and newness of the past 6 weeks suddenly washed over me in a huge flood. I burst into tears which wouldn’t stop. I cried and cried. Eventually Eddie persuaded me to go and have a lie down, and I did finally manage to sleep for about an hour. Now I know how William feels when he’s overtired and upset.
The rest of the day went relatively peacefully, until the evening, when I couldn’t get William to feed on the right hand side for some reason. He just cried and got into a state. Eventually I tried a new position, tucking him under my arm like a rugby ball so that he didn’t have to lie on the left side of his head. It worked like a charm. I’m not sure what to do now, I’m worried sick now (neurotic mother). Is it time for cranial osteopathy? Has he got a headache or something? He fed on that side earlier, so why this evening has he suddenly decided he doesn’t like lying like that? The health visitor’s coming on Monday so I’ll see what she thinks.
Will now attempt to calm down and enjoy the evening with Eddie and Dave, but it’s hard – I’m completely overwrought and there’s only Curling left to watch on TV, boring as all hell.
William's First Year 