Friday he cried from 1:00 to 6:30. I finally put him in the car and drove to my parents' house so Jason and I could get out for an hour or two.
And yesterday at church - as soon as he woke up he screamed and screamed. Mind you, this was our first Sunday in our new ward. I had to pick him up and literally run out of relief society because he was so disruptive.
Last night Jason looked at me and said, "I'm kinda scared of him."
But, please, don't misunderstand us. We love him like crazy. We are grateful for the miracle he is for our family. But I just don't know what to do to make him happy!
We have taken him to the doctor, we put him in the swing, we try to let him cry it out, we drive around the block, we take him on walks, we lay him down alone on a blanket, I nurse him, we give him a pacifier, we sing to him, we walk him around, we create white noise, we use mylecon, we rub his tummy and we give him lots and lots of love.