I sit here writing this with tears running down uncontrollably down my cheeks...when I think back on everything I invested and sacrificed to have this baby and the tears I shed month after month it makes me wish that I could go back in time and do things differently...i had my son on February 23 at 2:04am and it was one of the best days of my life...but that joy was short lived...on February 24th my hell started...this child has been crying none stop...24 hours a day and 7 days a week this child cries at the top of his lungs no matter what I do...nurse him rock him change him sing to him...absolutely nothing works...he sleeps no longer than 10 minutes and I feel like my life is a total nightmare... I wish I had never gotten pregnant and it hurts my heart to say this but I don’t love him.. I don’t hate him but I don’t hate him and I’m seriously considering giving him up for adoption...he cries and cries and cries for no reason and after almost 2 months I absolutely cannot take any more...I’ve taken him to doctors and none of them can tell me what’s wrong...his navel still hasn’t healed and I believe it’s because of his excessive crying..it has formed an umbilical granuloma and no amount of silver nitrate will dry it up...he arches his back and tighten his legs and screams when he cries...there’s a reason why I wasn’t getting pregnant and I should have just left it at that