Monday, 7 October 2013

A little more detail (9) An irritable child in pain is a challenging one

So by now, my LIFE AS IT WAS, featured a ten-month-old and an almost four-year-old. And, it has to be said, a few more grey hairs. 

It was about this time, that Simon and I returned from camping in Dorset from our first ever Summer holiday to Lyme Regis. And it was about this time, that Sofia began screaming in earnest again.


I think mainly, we put it down to teething. We gave her so much Calpol - I look back now knowing that probably just made things worse. For Fia's silent reflux issue was plaguing her again. But I was blindsided to that.



I told myself, she's on Baby Gaviscon, it can't be silent reflux. It must be food allergies. For yes, she can tolerate egg now, but sometimes, other things cause her to react. Usually hives, often wheezing, sometimes vomiting. Honey was a definite trigger for all of those symptoms.


Fia was a grumpy little so and so. Often irate. She was a little ball of anger. Simon and I continued on disturbed sleep. Fortunately we were stronger than ever... although I'm not sure how we got through some days with the sleep deprivation. (That was to last 14 months in total). God the days were long long long. 


Childless friends would complain to me how tired they were. I would nod thinking, 'You haven't got a clue.'


It wasn't only an obvious pain that led to her being so challenging. Sofia was a handful in other ways. She was adventurous; shuffling along on her bottom with speed, making her way around, to see what she could get to. Climbing everything she could. I would take her off the dining room table at least twenty times a day. Once she used the A frame of the blackboard to get onto the kitchen work surface. And just when I thought I had seen it all from her, I found her standing on the bath ledge leaning against the wall. Developmentally, she was so young to be achieving all these physical missions of hers and looking back, I am sure pain drove her very spirited behaviour a lot of the time.


Fia's adventurous side was to land her a black eye when she climbed out of her cot at an unbelievable ten months old. And just prior to that, we were headed to hospital in an ambulance due to a choking incident, where for the most horrendous moment, I thought we had actually lost her...






8 comments:

Charly Dove said...

What a beautifully written post Emma. Sounds like it was a tough period. Look forward to reading what's next :)

Emma Oliver said...

Thanks Charly. Lovely to hear from you!

Steph Curtis said...

Fia sounds like quite a character :) can't imagine that pain of almost losing a child. Must read more to see you are all OK! #PoCoLo

blueberetmum said...

Wow - hope everything is ok now. And know what it is like to be rushing to A&E with a little one...So petrifying!

Emma Oliver said...

Hi Steph. Fia has put us through it rather a lot over her two years! We are all fine thank you - I'm just writing about it now but it happened over a year ago. Reliving that awful moment is not quite as horrendous as the real thing, but it's still tough. I do hope the coming post could help someone know what to do in the case of a choking incident. I'm able now to take a positive view of it with that wonderful thing - hindsight!

Emma Oliver said...

Thank you very much for your comment - and I'm sorry to hear you know what it is like to be rushing to A&E too! Stay safe!

Mummy Tries said...

oh my goodness, the choking incident must have been terrifying! I choked once on a water chestnut from a Chinese take-away and hubby thought he was losing me. The paramedic got it out thankfully, but it was a very scary evening!! Sounds like your baby girl is such a character :)

Emma Oliver said...

She is that indeed! And poor you and your hubby - I'm left wondering if it put you off Chinese food?!