This is the first post in a series of posts I will be writing about our experience with Colic and how we dealt with it.

Both ankle biters had severe milk allergies, I have written about this before. It took away those enjoyable precious first few baby months. It wasn’t just this that took them away it was also Colic.

Colic started when both babies were around 4 weeks old and continued until they were 5/6 months old. We would dread 5pm because 5pm meant screaming crying non stop for 3 maybe 4 hours. I remember I would make sure everything was done by 5pm the bottles , dinner , bed clothes ready the lot. As once it started that was it we were trapped under a screaming baby until exhaustion would finally get the better of them.

James would get in from work around 5pm and the screaming would have already started by then. He would be greeted by me frantically walking up and down the lounge rocking the baby. Of course straight away he would take over doing whatever he could to ease and soothe the crying. Both babies would cry so much they would be almost purple and hold their breath crying.  It is a cry I will never forget , it’s ingrained.

We would take it in turns to eat our tea as quick as we could then switch holding the baby in shifts. I remember some days would be too much and I would be rocking the baby and the tears would be rolling own my face. I would think why us ?  Why can’t we have a happy baby ? Is there something seriously wrong with our baby ?

Things got really hard the second time around with Frankie as we now had a typical 15 month old to keep entertained too. He didn’t understand why Mummy couldn’t cuddle him. She was cuddling his sister non stop but couldn’t always instantly cuddle him. I felt everything was rushed dinnertime , bath time , story time as we had to get Archie to bed quickly to then endure another few hours of screaming.

James would end up driving the babies around the town or take them on a mountain drive. This gave me enough time to rush around cleaning and preparing for the next day. The days on my own were so hard. I used to get that feeling in my stomach when James was getting ready for work. Sometimes I would plea with him not to go and feel so much anger when he walked out the door.

I used to clock watch around 5pm for him getting home and 10 minutes late would feel like hours as I had waited for 5pm all day and him getting home all day.  As it wasn’t just the colic in the evening both babies pretty much cried all day due to the milk allergies and only slept for 30-40 minutes at a time.

I used to resent James for going to work as he could get away from it and not have to listen to the crying on and off all day , he could eat lunch and drink coffee in peace and chat to work mates. Sounds bad I know but living with a baby crying day in day out majorly takes it toll on your life and relationships with everyone. I was snappy and short with everyone and had no interest in anything but getting through the day.

When the screaming finally stopped each night at 9pm , it was like a switch would turn it off just like that you could set your watch to the start and end time. I used to stare at them so peacefully asleep and cry tears of relief that they were at last settled and happy. We both just used to collapse on the sofa and fall asleep , waking for the next wake up.

I’ve said this before but I really didn’t enjoy the baby phase and wished and counted down the days for them to reach 6 months. Everyone said it would be easier by then and the colic would pass, they were right it did.

I used to see Mum’s out and about and at baby groups. Their babies were so happy and content and slept in the pram while we had a coffee. I always had to have a baby on my chest , trying desperately not to tip coffee on them. Not really listening to what everyone was saying and just nodding and smiling politely.

I still feel absolutely gutted that we missed out on so much happiness and joy in those first few months. Don’t get me wrong I loved my babies but just did everything I could to survive and get through. Colic did really break us as people for a while. I feel I am still fixing myself and recovering from it two years down the line. This is also the reason we will never have another baby as we could never go through that again physically or mentally.

The good news is they do grow out of it , it has no lasting effect on them and they grow in to delightful little toddlers!



15 thoughts on “Colic how you broke us and robbed us of happiness”

  1. My son had colic..really bad one and he was on meds, I was patting and rubbing his back massaging his tummy but nothing would work until I started giving him Babies magic tea twice in the day and twic

  2. Ours suffered from mild colic and that was bad enough but to go through it to this extent, I don’t know how you would do it. #ThatFridayLinky

  3. L had a bit of colic but for us or didn’t last too long. I can still remember the cry and I would dread the clock turning to 6pm. Just remember you survived! #blogstravaganza

  4. Wow! You’re a star for getting through it and keeping sane. Sharing your story will help others, I know you’re not alone. Were they allergic to breast milk or formula or both? #Blogstravaganza

  5. Awww I feel so sorry for you both! I havnt got any tips because NOTHING works does it! Just try and battle on and it will ease/stop eventually. Hope you both get a good nights sleep soon!


  6. We suffered colic but luckily only for around a month and it was from 5pm until 10pm ever night solid screaming i felt i would break. People telling me it would pass when i couldnt see the end was awful. The fact that NOTHING works only time is ao true but also a knife in the side of an exhausted parent. Great post and hopfully mums will read and be reasures that they arent alone and aeent doung anything wrong. #Blogstravaganza

  7. We had reflux issues and they were a nightmare. Driving the roads- I will never forget it. Nothing prepares you for it x #Blogstravaganza

  8. I really feel for you – everything you’ve said in this post is exactly how it was for us when our daughter was a newborn. Even 6 years on I don’t look back on the lovely newborn stage, I look back and remember a lot of crying (from all of us!), tears, late nights, stress, etc. My hubby also used to go on a drive for a couple of hours to give me some peace. I still think this is the main reason we never had a second child!! #Blogstravaganza

  9. My first had colic and it was heart breaking. I can really relate to how you felt about your husband going to work, I always felt that it was the easy option and wished that we could swap roles. Our daughter used to scream until the early hours and I remember running out of ideas so many times and just going for a drive at 4am. It settled down after around three months, but it was so difficult at the time I just couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. It’s brave of you to write about it and so important too as it will let others know they are not alone. Thanks so much for sharing with #Blogstravaganza xx

  10. Oh it’s awful isn’t it? You do forget though and like you said, it doesn’t last for ever. One stage finishes and another starts. #blogstravaganza

  11. Our now four year old had colic and reflux, and so much of what you’ve said here brought it all back to me. And the overwhelming sadness that the baby I’d waited ten years to have, I spent his first months willing him to get older and grow past the troubles he was having. I’m due another baby any day now, and I hope to god that this one escapes those problems…for all our sakes.

  12. I can definitely relate to this. My second had Reflux very badly and spent most of his first year in pain. Only now at almost 15 months are we really coming out the other side. I feel sad that we missed so much of his early life. #PostsFromTheHeart

  13. It’s difficult when you have an unhappy child. My daughter spent much of her early months screaming in pain. Unfortunately for us, we were told that it was colic when actually it was something much more sinister. However, like you, I still have those shrieks ingrained in my brain. Horrible. #blogcrush

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