When mine is screaming for no identifiable reason i try everything.
I cuddle her, i bounce her up and down, i shush-pat her, i sing to her, i talk to her, i show her toys, i rattle things for her, i hold her teething toys in place for her to chew, i make her soft toys “talk” to her, i offer her a breast feed, i offer her the other breast if she refuses the first one, i sometimes make her a bottle, i change her nappy incase she’s uncomfortable, i make sure any nappy rash has cream on it, i take her temperature, i put ambesol liquid on her gums if she has rosy-red teething cheeks, i give her calpol if she has a temperature, i check her fingers and toes for any hair-tourniquets, i rub her tummy in circles and cycle her legs to relieve any constipation, i hold her “standing up” to look around, i hold her “sitting up” when her legs collapse from standing, i cry a lot, very quietly so i hope she doesn’t notice, i promise her that if i could just work out what was wrong i would do anything to fix it but i just don’t know what is wrong, i wish for both our sakes she had someway to communicate what is wrong, and i cry some more and then i do all the things above again and again and again, all day, every day.
You wouldn’t hear most of them, and when you do hear my singing please know that i’m doing it in the desperate hope that it will make the person i love most in the world happy for a few seconds, and i’m not going to give up on that just because you think i am neglecting my baby, but thanks for making a situation that is already beyond hellish even more shitty with your ill-informed judgments.