Part 1 (I started this post a week ago, but life is cray-cray around here so it didn't get finished):
God, in his mercy, helps you forget what life is like
with a newborn once you are out of that stage. And then while you wait
for your precious little bundle, you envision yourself rocking and
snuggling, nursing and laying them down to sleep. Cute, darling little
babes.
When the reality is thrust back upon you, it's
a bit jarring. Particularly when you have been graced with what is
often labeled a "high needs baby". In other words, a baby who has
decided you never get to sleep ever again. Ever.
This is our world right now.
He
sleeps, kind of. He hates life from about 5 p.m. until somewhere
between 10:30 and midnight. Lots of screaming and over exhaustion, but
no real sleeping. Forget about laying him down during this time. Not gonna happen. Then for the remainder of the night he sleeps in somewhere around 1 hour chunks interrupted by
bouts of screaming and a little eating. If you try to lay him down
during the night you have decided to make your life miserable. Moments
after being laid down he will start to fuss before breaking out in a
full blown scream. No good mama. Must.touch.flesh.to.sleep.
This was starting to improve, maybe, a little bit. But then the rash happened.
It
seemed to come out of nowhere, he woke up one morning with a bad diaper
rash. My attempts to alleviate it all day didn't seem to improve
anything. Then after a few days it spread. It was no longer just a
diaper rash, it was on his cheeks and neck rolls, and then finally on
the back of his head in his hair. It's raw and painful and looks pretty
awful. If you touch it he screams.
So now our days
are filled with cleaning wounds, constant diaper changes to keep it dry
(day and night), applying prescription creams and lotions, and trying to
keep it from spreading.
It's far from enjoyable and
makes spending time enjoying our son hard. And while suffering is an
expected part of life, it's hard to embrace and accept it.
Part 2 :
He's
slooooowly healing. His face is mostly healed, his neck is getting
there, and his diaper area is pretty good. But it's also spread some to
his legs, arms and back. So there's that. Boo. We've moved beyond
the prescription cream to a prescription oral med to try to fight it
off.
Sleep is somewhat improved. He was only up 4-5
times last night and spent most of the night in the co-sleeper instead
of on me. So odd to see that as success and improvement, but such is
life right now.
I'm going to attach some photos of
the rash below, but if you're squeamish or icked out my medical stuff,
you may just want to click the "X" now.
They're all iPhone photos, so not the best photo quality. But really, you don't want quality pics of this.
I warned you.
Seriously.
ok, so I totally had to leave the bathroom when you guys were visiting for Iowa peeps to meet him, because his poor rash looked so painful and I just couldn't handle it or I would add more to his cries. But that. That is AWFUL! Poor little guy. I can't imagine how badly that has/had to hurt! ouch!
ReplyDeleteOh my, i am glad it is getting better now, that rash is/was terrible. I hope you get to sleep sometime soon :)
ReplyDeleteOh my baby ham! May God heal you and give you comfort. May he watch over that Mama, Daddy and 2 sisters of yours too. Take care, Maeghan
ReplyDeleteOh, you poor guys. :( My heart goes out to poor little Abraham and his poor, exhausted mommy and daddy. There's nothing worse than watching your baby hurting. I pray it all turns around soon and that he decides to sleep 8 hour nights... in his co sleeper! :)
ReplyDeleteOh that is just awful!! I am so sorry and the rash looks so sore the poor dear:(. Did you find out a name for it? :( :(
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