I knew early on that my baby was going to be a “handful”. While no baby is “good” or “bad” some babies are more difficult than others. And I had a difficult one on my hands from the get-go.
Being my fourth baby I mistakenly assumed she would be chilled. After all, the fourth child just fits in, right? Wrong. She is more work and extracts more energy than the other three combined. There’s nothing Zen about this one. “Intense” best sums her up.
We had breast-feeding troubles from day one. She writhed, wailed and arched her back in distress. She must have colic, I reasoned. I bought every colic and wind potion available in a desperate bid to calm her. They didn’t work….