I can still remember the tension. The aching knot in my shoulders that was caused by them continuously being hunched up in stress and frustration as I tried to soothe my daughter for what felt like the millionth hour that day. Every day.  Colic.  That five letter word can reduce any parent to a puddle and incite groans in so many.  I still cry out in horror when someone mentions it and our daughter is now almost five.Shortly after we brought our beautiful first baby home from the hospital she changed.  Gone was the serene sweet face.  Instead it was replaced by a red, beady-eyed screaming mite of a child that never stopped crying.  She would be rigid and fighting for hours on end.  It caused no end of stress, questioning and frustration in our house … [Read more...]