My poor baby has been suffering with eczema on his sweet, pinchable face. It has been interrupting his sleep. It wouldn’t be so bad if he didn’t use his ninja-moves to bust out of his swaddle every few hours to scratch his face. Two nights ago, I came into the nursery to reswaddle him only to see his face covered entirely in blood. Apparently, he got pissed at himself and lost the battle. That was one of the worst possible ways to wake up.
Things that suck about Baby Eczema:
- money getting sucked up in ointments, lotions, creams, mittens, etc. I’m pretty sure I can open my own drugstore now. Only – it would only have shelves stocked for eczema-care. We literally have tried all kinds of topical substances to manage the itch. California Diaper Rash cream on his face actually helped reduce the rash when he had flare-ups. Aveeno baby eczema cream? Too light in consistency and didn’t seem to help us. Aquaphor doused on his face and head every hour has been the best bet, but I feel more like a slave to his spa treatments than when I was nursing every two hours. It’s worth it though to see that gummy smile of his. The area that seems most difficult to manage is the back of his head. If you lather up the creams, ointments, and oils, he just rubs them right off on the mattress or whatever else he’s lying on.
- what sleep? As introduced in this post, I am getting up to constantly reswaddle him. I must just SUCK at swaddling because he breaks free ALL. THE. TIME. He typically sleeps through the night and has been since he was two months old. But when you have an itch that you need to scratch, you wake up screaming at mom and dad. And you know that taking care of a baby half-groggy is less than ideal. Sometimes, I feel like a zombie and don’t even realize what I am doing. Next thing I know, I’m hunched over on the crib railing, drooling into it with him as I’m holding his arms down.
- ointment on everything… ointment on my arm… ointment on my shirts… ointment on his crib sheet. You get the picture. I am bathed in ointment.
- …oh and mittens that stay on? Forget it. We use socks that get pulled up past his elbows… at least until he stretches them out. Sometimes, we have to distract him and velcro those Lamaze wrist rattles around the mitts to help keep them on – but it sometimes feels like baby jail. I just ordered these scratchsleeves, so I’m hoping for a piece of mind at night. I could just as easily make something, but let’s be real – what working mom can find that sort of time. Apparently, the UK has many more options for babies suffering from scratching, because I can’t find products like those in the US. Here’s another UK brand with eczema-geared clothing.
- It turns an otherwise sweet, happy boy like Kyler into an attention-monger whose fussy, exhausted, annoyed, and cranky. We used to be able to leave him alone on his playmat and he would literally self-entertain with whatever was around him. Couple the eczema with this 4-month mental leap that he’s going through and I feel like I’m taking care of a one week old newborn again. That miniature human has no idea that he’s not supposed to scratch that itch and I swear I’m jumping at him like a monster in some haunted house every time I see that sock fly off his hand.
/End rant. I hope he’s one of those kids who is lucky enough to out grow this thing, because it sucks and I have the most empathy for anyone who has it.