Hannah (who is screaming her butt off right now--is there a better way to say "screaming bloody murder"? Something more dramatic? That's what she's doing) had her 4-month checkup today. I am happy to report that she is healthy! Here are her stats:
Weight: 13 lb 15 oz (she has gained exactly 2 pounds since her 2 month appointment)
Length: 25 inches (can't remember last month's length, I'd have to look it up)
Head circumference: 41. 6 cm
Last night's bedtime was by far the worst bedtime EVER, except that tonight is in the running for that title. She has taken her screaming to all new levels, the kind of levels that make you alternate between wanting to cry because you are clearly a terrible mother who has no idea how to make your child your happy and making you want to scream louder and shake your head around and run down the street waving your hands above your head until someone puts you in a nice, quiet loony bin. I don't know what her deal is. I started to worry that something was legitimately wrong with her last night because I'd never heard her scream so loud and for so long and even forfeitting and bringing her into the light of our bedroom didn't calm her down. Eventually she fell asleep (it was after 11:00 when this happened and I was completely drained in every way possible). She did, fortunately, sleep until 7:00 this morning though so that was nice.
I analyzed this today and attempted to come up with an answer and solution. My guess is that she was incredibly over exhausted. I mentioned the screaming fit to the pediatrician and her first response was the same so tonight, early bedtime. Hannah woke up from her nap at 4:00 this afternoon. By 6:00 she was rubbing her eyes and yawning. Since evening naps are never successful, we started bathime at 6:30. She finished eating and had some good burps and I laid her down for bed around 7:15. She screamed like someone was pulling her toenails out one by one for 10 minutes at which point, I went up and attempted to comfort her (I hate myself for resorting to Ferberizing techniques which I find cruel and terrible, but I'm at a loss for what to do). She could not be calmed despite my soothing "It's gonna be alrights" and my soft back patting so after about 5 minutes (which in screaming baby time equates to 5 hours), I put her down and came back downstairs to blog. I decided to turn off the baby monitor and turn it back on in 10 minutes to save my sanity. It didn't work though--she's screaming so loud that I do not need a monitor. I could walk around the block and still hear her. Eric offered to "go get her" next. I said thanks but insisted that he not bring her down--we are not giving in tonight!! This battle has got to end TONIGHT!! So he's back and we're going to eat dinner and she's still crying but she's not screaming as loud so maybe she's losing steam....