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Life with a Four-Month-Old: A Candid Reflection by Jenna Miles
The flu, a stomach bug, or whatever you wish to call it—I was not feeling well. Every time I stood up, I was met with discomfort. And who decided that tonight was the perfect time to wake up every two hours and demand a bottle? My four-month-old son, of course. Why? Because, in that moment, he was being quite demanding. In response, I leaned in and whispered a phrase borne from my own fatigue: “Go to sleep.”
Why? Because I was feeling equally overwhelmed. This was just one of many nights spent soothing him back to sleep, both of us crying for different reasons: I from sheer exhaustion, and he for reasons known only to him. Perhaps it was a discomfort in his diaper or the sound machine not being loud enough. Regardless, I found myself wishing for the days before parenthood when I could sleep at will. Who wishes for such things? Parents, perhaps.
Once we were back to normal and feeling healthy again, my son decided that the only way he would stop crying was if one of us held him upright on our laps so he could bounce on his little legs. You can imagine how much muscle tone that builds! Maybe this time he was just being considerate in his own way.
For three days, we took turns holding him just right so he could bounce himself until he was tired enough to take a brief nap in his swing. Fortunately, we received the swing as a gift, so we were grateful for that.
With sore arms reminiscent of a weightlifter, my partner and I decided to invest in a Jumperoo. The options were extensive, and seasoned parents in the store shared knowing glances as we scrutinized the choices. After much deliberation, we settled on a model that played classical music—$100 later, we were on our way home, hopeful it would keep him entertained while we tackled chores or took a moment to relax.
Once my partner set up the Jumperoo, we placed our son inside, ready for him to enjoy his new toy. What did he do? He smiled for just a moment before erupting into cries, flailing his arms as he attempted to interact with the various toys. We let him cry for a few minutes, acknowledging that sometimes kids just need to express their feelings.
It was a familiar scene: a frustrated baby, a weary parent, and the realization that we had spent money on a gadget that was met with resistance. The next day, I placed him back in the Jumperoo, hoping he would have a change of heart. Babies can be rather unpredictable in their preferences. Holding my breath, I observed as he reached for a bright sunflower toy and tugged at it in frustration. The toy didn’t budge, and his little fists swung in anger.
What did I do? I laughed. Not because I wanted him to struggle, but because this moment was just a small preview of the many challenges he would face in life. Soon enough, he would learn that not everything goes as planned. Reflecting on my previous night of nausea, I found comfort in knowing that frustration is part of the human experience. It’s okay to feel overwhelmed and to try again tomorrow.
I picked him up, and he nestled against me, a reminder that we are all in this together.
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