For the past month, my nights have been a living nightmare. My children, usually full of laughter and curiosity, had been crying incessantly, sometimes for hours on end. No matter what I tried—feeding them, comforting them, rocking them, or even reading stories—they would not calm down. Each night, as their cries pierced through the walls of our home, my heart ached, and sleep became a distant memory. My energy drained, my patience tested, and I began to feel hopeless. I knew something was wrong, but no doctor I visited could find a medical reason for their distress.
I had consulted pediatricians, nutritionists, and even child psychologists. They all ran tests, checked growth charts, and examined my children for any sign of illness, but everything appeared normal. I was told it could be “colic,” “behavioral issues,” or “temporary anxiety,” but their advice did little to ease the pain or stop the crying. Desperation started to weigh heavily on me, and I felt the walls of despair closing in.…CONTINUE READING
