Forgetting the "norm"

I think we've been lucky with how much Regan sleeps, but not so lucky with how much she cries. I was just reading over my last several posts, and they all talk about how much she's been fussing and crying. After a while, sometimes days seem like weeks and weeks seem like days. I think her "crying curve" started at around 6 weeks instead of peaking there. Hopefully we've reached something of a peak now because we're kind of worn down. She had a better day today though, actually. We even made a girls' trip to the mall for a little window shopping and to say hi to Santa. (Okay, and for a new pair of shoes for mommy.)

I was on the phone with her doctor's office twice this week (new mommy syndrome reared its head), trying to see if they could give me some idea of what is up with this little mystery baby. She doesn't act sick or like she's in a lot of pain. She's doesn't have the "colic" symptoms I've read about. She's just so rarely content. But the nurse said as long as she's eating well, wetting diapers, sleeping well and doesn't have a fever, she's probably just exercising her baby right to cry as if Jack Bauer has hold of her fingers (my words.) She is eating well and boy can she sleep. We're up to around 8 hours at a time at night now! So I guess she's just a diva for now. I'm just hoping it has mostly passed by the time we head out of town for Christmas. I also haven't eaten chocolate for a couple days (gasp!) and I'm hoping that's not the reason for her better day today! No chocolate? At Christmas time??? Talk about torture!

Today's moral is that I need to try to forget about the "norm" and just try to take things as they come. There's no use trying to fit a square peg in a circle hole. I'm also trying to not let her fussiness stop me from taking her out of the house. I'm afraid of letting her cry in public because I feel like people will think I'm a bad mom. But I know I'm going to have to get over that eventually, because before I know it she'll be throwing tantrums in the peanut butter aisle. Hence our trip to the mall today. Babies cry. It doesn't make me a bad mom, and who cares what people think? The people who matter don't mind, and the people who mind don't matter. ;)

This isn't a new picture, but I though it was cute enough to share. Pax is making sure the baby is okay.