Regale me with your screaming baby stories

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I've just been to our first baby massage class with my 10 week old baby. Oh dear. He screamed pretty much all the way through in a way I have never seen/heard before! His little face was purple and tears steamed down his angry little cheeks! It sounded like he was being tortured. At this point all I was doing was cuddling him as usual!

Naturally all the other babies were smiling up at their mothers all the way through without so much has a disgruntled gurgle 😒

I could almost hear all the other mums thinking 'I'm so glad that's not my baby/go away you're ruining the class!'

He of course stopped crying and smiled at me as soon as the class was over. 😳

Argh! I was so proud of myself aswell- we were actually early to something for once and he had had a really good feed just before so I thought we were covered! I had even managed to have a shower! How dare I! 😩

Please make me feel less mortified (and less like a mother whose child appears to hate her when in public situations!) by sharing your tales of baby wailing that made you want the ground to swallow you up!

Oh, I have a wedding one. Due to being reliant on (very kind) family friend's schedule to drop us off at the wedding venue, we arrived just as DS should have had his morning nap. Blast of cold air, that was it, no nap. So, arrived at the wedding with a seriously over-tired baby.

Settled in our seat, the wedding march struck up, DS's wails started. I sprinted down the side aisle to the exit with wailing baby as the bride processed up the nave!

screaming baby? i've told this before, but here I go again

Woken up from a brill deep sleep one night I muttered "I wish that bloody woman would keep that bloody child quiet!", rolled over, and went back to sleep
Bottles, SMA, and sterilizer bought the next day.
Thanks DH, you're a

First baby swimming class, DS screamed the entire session. 2nd session and he thought swimming was the best thing ever

Son was a preemie and screamed all day outside of eating and sleeping for eight months-as soon as we crossed threshold of his pulmonologist the staff in back office would say “Robert is here!” before we got all the way in the door

MrsMoasty at least that advice was only mad as a box of frogs. I had a woman come up to me in Sainsbury's. DS was a very colicky baby, and if you had him in a sling, you could feel him go rigid, and feel his stomach spasm before he started to scream - poor wee thing, it would often wake him from a deep sleep. Anyway, this happened in Sainsbury's and a woman came up and started screaming in my face that something was clearly wrong with him and I shouldn't have him in a sling, because that was clearly making him ill. She was unhinged and it was very upsetting.

I spent a silly amount on baby swimming for DS. No matter how settled he was before the class, even if he’d just been fed and pooed and was content, he’d scream through the bloody class. As soon as I’d give up and take him to the changing room, he’d be all smiles. If I took him swimming outside the classes, he’d love it and was a real water baby. I had paid upfront for a six week course and gave up after the forth week as I felt sorry for the other mums! Maybe it was the singing in the pool that pissed him off?

6 consecutive flights over an 18 month period in which every passenger within our vicinity asked the cabin crew if they could move away from us

First time dd saw me out of the shower with a towel on my head scared her and she screamed and screamed so much I was seriously considering taking her to A&E

Thankfully sensible thinking kicked in before then. She was about 3 months and hadn’t really cried like that before, so it did panic me slightly! I can laugh about it now.

Took DS for his jabs. He did a poo in the waiting room. A really nasty, acid, teething poo. I was terrified of missing his slot or holding up the nurse so stupidly I didn't dare to change him. And you know how it goes with medical appts, it gets a few mins late, then another few. You're still waiting and kicking yourself that you would have had the time after all, but NOW it's too late...

Anyway I took screaming baby in to get jabbed, explained, the nurse kindly suggested I change him in the room. I did so, and was mortified at how much that nappy filled her consulting room with the reek of really, really bad poo.

I was crying before we even got to the jabs. I was a complete mess after.

(P.S. The next time I took him for jabs it went like a dream and he didn't even cry.)

😁 love the toast story!

Mine screamed pretty much all day (and night) for eight months. Didn't differentiate between being at home or out, just screamed non stop.
It was torture.

I was amazed with my screamer how many Muppets came up to me and suggested I feed him .... Oh right, hadn't thought of that!
I left our first baby massage class on tears after ten minutes of not even being able to sit down... By the last week I did manage ten minutes of massage...

My DS was the baby on the hospital ward keeping everyone awake. He was my first child and I had a traumatic delivery so was in a lot of pain. I just got dumped alone with this screaming newborn and I was in so much pain it was difficult to pick him up. I had to keep buzzing for the midwives because I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him. I heard some of the other mums grumbling at me and I felt like such a failure . It was awful. Turned out he had colic from birth which is quite rare but it happened.

My ds is such a screamer, that I took him to A&E one evening because he'd slept all day and hadn't cried 111 told me to though, in my defence.

Mine was a screamer. He had silent reflux but I also reckon he was bored a lot of the time. He cried most of the way through baby massage, whilst the other babies cooed and smiled. The class moved on to baby yoga (basically chucking them up in the air) and he loved it! At nearly three he’s still one for physical play rather sitting quietly, so figure a lot of it was his personality.

DS screamed hysterically through his first baby swim class, the second class he screamed for 10 mins, 3rd lesson he loved it.
At 2.5 swimming is his favourite thing in the world and he happily jumps in by himself (with armbands if im not catching him!), regularly shouts go away mummy as he merrily tries to escape/dive in the deep bit etc. and recently went on a flume!
I'd always suggest trying any baby thing/class 2 or 3 times...they might love it :)

(Not rhyme time at the library though, he knocked over a big dispay and I never went back )

He might have been cold. I went to a baby massage class once and we were asked to strip our (6week old) babies down to their nappies. I had a top and jumper on and was feeling chilly so I declined to do so and asked if they could heat the room for the following week.

We went to a friend's house after dd1's first jabs and she screamed the entire time we were there, I spent all afternoon singing to her in the garden.

Not a screaming story but dd2 hated baby signing with a passion and spent every single session giving the teacher looks that could kill.

I had the arsehole who runs our local neighbourhood watch over last week, charging up through our gate, wife in tow, walkie talkie on his hip. I met him as he lunged for the handle of our front door and never have I so much wished I had an irritable rottweiler to meet him. Basically I had been putting our toddler to bed and our newish babysitter was trying to settle the 4mo twins and had - at my direction - put them in the pram and was trundling them up and down the garden path. What I didn't realise was that while they were very accustomed to being prammed to sleep and would settle quietly, it was now dark (7pm) and they weren't used to that. Unfortunately they subjected the poor babysitter to a horrible tirade of abuse, racism and accusations of neglect (they peered into the buggy and decided that the babies were insufficiently covered too: blankets but no hats ). Mr told me that they had been screaming for 20 minutes. Mrs, a little shamefaced but still accusatory, had it at "at least ten minutes". By my watch it was four minutes. I told them that we were fine and to please go home and eventually they left. Cue babysitter almost weeping, toddler shouting "Away! Away!", babies still crying and me furiously thinking of all the things I should have said.