Ladies and well... ladies!
I have officially created a monster. LOL! Yorlee has figured out that I will give her what she wants, and she sure does know how to get it.
She can be in the living room with my husband happily playing, and then the moment she sees me, she starts crying. So I go to her, and she looks at me and laughs. I smile at her and keep walking and she has a fit! Seriously, a huge temper tantrum. So of course that makes me feel guilty, and I come back to her and pick her up. Immediately she is okay and wants to play some more.
Now, that would be really cute if it didn't happen ALL DAY, EVERY DAY!
She holds her bottle like a champ, so we put her in her swing and let her eat. If my husband is around, she's fine. She'll drain her bottle and hold it the entire time. As soon as I step into the room, she drops her bottle and cries for it. I pick it up and try to make her hold it and she refuses, crying the whole time. I end up holding it for her and she's a happy camper again. My husband noticed this trend, so one time he picked the bottle up an handed it to her and she held it without making a peep. What the heck?!?
The same goes for so many other scenarios. If I change her onesie she cries when I pull it over her head, even though I do it super gently and make sure that it doesn't snag on her earrings. If Hubby does it (his method is a little rougher), she babbles and coos and smiles. Hubby can say "Peek-a-boo!" really loudly, and she laughs. I say it and she cries and wants me to hold her.
I understand that I'm her source of comfort for the most part. I spent all day Sunday with her cuddling and reading books, playing, etc. I thought maybe she was having a reaction to not being breastfeed anymore, so I tried to nurse her last night, but all she would do is bite me. My husband brought to my attention that she's always acted like that, it's just worse now.
Has anyone gone through this? Is it the separation anxiety kicking in? I mean, she's never really let anyone hold her, but she doesn't cry when she goes to daycare. In fact, she seems happy to be there. Don't get me wrong, she's happy at home, but it's like the minute she sees me, she is whining for me to pick her up.
Last night she wouldn't go to sleep. I had her next to me and she just kept kicking and punching me. I gave her her paci, I gave her a bottle, I gave her more applesauce just in case she was hungry, gave her a teether, put ice in her mesh feeder for her to chomp on, let her suck on my finger. I rocked her, bounced her, sang to her, read to her, turned the TV up, turned the TV off, NOTHING WORKED. Just when I thought I was about to lose my marbles, I put her in her crib. She screamed. I was just too exhausted. Finally, she went to sleep. I went to check on her because I was feeling guilty, and I swear she sensed me come into the room. She cried for me to pick her up, but I just rubbed her belly and talked to her softly. She kept her eyes on me until they were too heavy to remain open, and after about 10 minutes, she went back to sleep. Happy to say, she slept the whole night, and was back to her usual self this morning.
She's also been hitting me lately. What is she trying to tell me? Is she trying to figure out her boundaries? We've noticed that the more I give in, the more she acts out. If I ignore her cries for a little while, she stops crying and is content again. But it is SO HARD for me to ignore her. When she's crying, it literally feels like all the air is being sucked out of my lungs.