
Elle will be 6 weeks old in two days. I cannot believe how quickly time has gone. My mother told me when she was born that the days would go slow and the weeks would go fast. She was very right. Sometimes the days seems to stretch on and on but then before you know it, she is another week older. The past six weeks have been a mix of bliss, fatigue and frustration. Everything about infants is trial and error. There are three things I have learned slowly over the past six weeks that has saved my sanity.
1. Common Sense. There are thousands of parenting books out there. I was very careful to not read too many of these books because of the conflicting information. It seems that someone has a baby, learns how to sooth it and writes a book divulging the "secrets" of successful parenting. When you are having trouble with latching, boobs that don't seem to produce enough milk or a fussy baby, every book will have a different solution thus throwing the new mother into a confusing tailspin when suddenly you are trying 100 different things driving yourself and your baby crazy. During the early weeks when I was in the throws of one of Elle's fussy periods, my common sense when right out the window. I would get online to research a solution, find 10 and try them all. We would get no where since I would try something for 2 minutes and if it did not work, I would try something new- transitioning Elle to tons of positions, shushing in her ear, rocking her, putting the paci in, taking the paci out, swaddling and unswaddling her. Had I used my common sense, I would have realized I was making everything worse and confusing Elle. Now when something pops up, I step back and take a breath. Once my head is clear I remember that I am a smart girl and I can solve this- and I usually do.
2. Persistence. I mentioned this in the previous section but persistence goes a long way with an infant. Elle loves to suck on things and her paci usually soothes her but sometimes, she will spit it back out and begin to fuss. I know nothing else is wrong (thank you common sense) since Elle is fed, clean, burped and warm but she is tired and it is my job to help her get to sleep. So when she spits the paci out, mom is there to pop it back in. Sometimes that can take 40 minutes of paci popping and rocking, but success is when Elle is finally asleep. So true the saying, if at first you don't succeed try, try again little mama.
3. Perspective. Having an infant is exhausting. I used to get frustrated with Elle when she would wake up for the 6th time at 3am. Of course I would get frustrated, I was so tired! A little perspective goes a long way when I felt like I was going to hit the wall. My perspective came after reading a wonderfully written birth story about a baby born with Down Syndrome. How lucky am I to have a healthy, happy baby? What a disservice I am doing to that mother, not to mention the millions of mothers who long for children they are unable to conceive, if I take my frustrations out on Elle? Because they are MY frustrations. Elle cannot deceive me. All she knows is that something is wrong and she cannot sleep. The only way she knows how to deal with it is to cry. By having this baby, I agreed to the terms and so now after a lot of learning, I am happily doing the work. It is not easy but it is all so worth it.
I love you baby Elle.