I think this is where we as parents earn our stripes, over the last few days we’ve had a very unhappy Reagan and she can not tell us whatn is wrong? She has screaming fits that can last an hour or more and there is little or nothing we can do but try and figure out what the cause is. Teething was our first guess which she definately is because you could drown in the amount of drool that comes from her and she will gnaw away at anything you give her and can scream if she gets that gnawing just right. She has a teething rash on her face around her mouth but the screaming fits she has aren’t necessarily cured by bonjela applications? Colic is our second guess and she has all the signs of a colic sufferer ie intense screaming red faced looks uncomfortable arched back passing wind etc Infrocol does seem to sooth the screaming but to say it cures it would be wrong? We took her to the doctor because of the rash on her chest belly and back, our third guess, which can look angrier around late aftrnoon time when the screaming fits usually occur and if you can imagine if its itchy and she doesn’t know how to scratch it that could make anyone scream so we have some eczma cream and bath anticeptic to ease that but all that said we are just guessing at the true cause hoping we get it right and make her comfortable!

Both of us said straight away that if we could take whatever it is away by having it ourselves we would at the drop of a hat! It is soooo stressful to watch Reagan scream like she is being tortured and not know what to do for the best.

Happily the screaming eventually subsides and an exhausted mommy, more than daddy both have to sit and de stress for a moment or two. On Sunday we found the perfect way to destress and that was to take a bottle of white a bottle of red and two Edinburgh crystal glasses and push a now sleeping Reagan along the canal to our favourite spot and sit in the warm evening sun.

Almost stress free?

Tonights bedtime was a lot better we decided to do it as a family, something I don’t really want to get her used to too much for the one reason is we can’t always do it because we are not always all together at bedtime but for now its tag team time and it worked.

We spent the hour preceding bedtime playing and talking and occupying her time, then while I set the bath running mommy breast fed then she went to make bottles 2 x 4oz one for before which we gave her now and one for after so when we were all three ready mommy got Reagan ready for bath time.

I participated in actual bath time very little but was on hand as soon as it was finished to talk to Reagan and take her mind away from what mommy was doing and before we knew it she was lotioned with nappy on and in her onesy snuggled into her sleep bag without a murmur.

Mommy finished off the evening nursing Reagan with a bottle and very soon we were both down stairs cooking tea and enjoying our time without the stress of just calming a screaming Reagan down.

Bliss….!

Every morning I go into Reagan’s room and when she see’s me she miles and I am set for the day.

Day 1

Day 2

Day 3

OMG Reagan has started screaming the place down between being lifted from the bath until she is fed.

We have always stuck to the same routine nothing changes, at 19:45 we take her upstairs and start the bath running while we prepare her for it. Next we bath her with calm words and suds galore then place her on a towel and swaddle her up to keep her warm until we get her to the bedroom where we dry her put her nappy on and then lotion her up before putting her in her ‘jamas and sleep bag. All this is followed by a lovely warm bottle and some booby milk if mommy’s doing it then she drifts off with a fairy story…!

The last couple of nights though we have had wailing tears and banshee like screams from when she is lifted from the bath until she gets her bottle and we can not fathom out why? If you heard her you would think she was being murdered but we are so gentle and loving but she has this thing now and when you are in the middle of it your stress levels are on EXTREME HIGH and it is just so tiring… but give her a bottle and she is happy. (I must add here that we have tried bottle before bath and that doesn’t work)

As I wrote this she has just settled for mommy after her latest bought of the screams and is restlessly sleeping in to a slumber….

Went to the dentist on Tuesday and he said you need to come back next week because you have an awful lot of plaque built up between your teeth and need a scale and polish? That’s fine because that’s why I have gone to the dentist every six months for forty years, the thing is he mentioned gum disease because its bad?

For the last 6 years I have gone to the same dentist, who has now retired, and have NEVER spent more than 2 or 3 minutes in the chair where he would count me teeth and say see you in six months. Now the new dentist is saying the plaque build up is so bad that I have gum disease? I think I need to ask some questions when I go on Wednesday after all I paid for a scale and polish everytime I went I just assumed I didn’t need one as he must know best!

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The loft this morning

Jamie and I did our courting using Yahoo and were very happy with it but it did have its let downs on the video side but always assumed it was our hardware not Yahoo until yesterday when the arranged video link with Pam was grainy and jumpy to say the least.

So during our video chat we both downloaded Skype and switched over and I have to say it was a revolution on the video side the picture was really good and the synch was perfect…why hadn’t we changed sooner? Doh! Things move on and you find new software I never thought I would move from MySpace.

The video chat was great and although Reagan was oblivious to it all she was the star of the show! Jamie was really looking forward to seeing her mamma and was so happy afterwards I know they talk on the phone a lot but it means a whole lot more to be able to see her as well.

Another frog was spotted last night…in the corner of the living room this time?

This is beyond a joke, and not helping my frog allergy

..or was it just a bad dream?

The frog’s back…
Cleaning out the under stairs closet this morning and I was startled by a frog heading past me in to the closet running from the cat! Of coarse I ran, like a girl out of the closet and asked the cat to clean up the mess it had caused…she walked out the door into the garden?

So again it was left to me who has an “alergy” (ahem) to frogs to go and find it amongst all the shoes I had just straightened while Jamie watched standing on a chair laughing.

With some nervous picking up of shoes and torch pointing I spotted the critter and proceeded to shepherd it to the door and out into the yard