Did you have a newborn who cooed, slept, and was a perfect angel? Please don't tell me about it.
We could not go to a restaurant, or even the grocery store, because he wailed nonstop. Unless he was eating or sleeping, he was crying. Loudly.
My pediatrician told me to write down when he cried, and what we did to make it stop over a 24-hour period. This log ended up being 5 pages long, and went something like this:
1:14 Picked him up, stopped crying
1:16 Set him on bouncy, stopped crying
... and on and on and on, for 24 hours.
I am not sure what I did in a past life to deserve a colicky baby. Don't get me wrong -- I LOVE my son. He is 8 now, and he is just an incredible human being. But I still remember those first 12 weeks as a time of battle ... like going through a war.
I really resented the new parents who bragged that they had a "good" baby. Was my baby not "good" just because he cried? In new parent terms, "good" means quiet, meek, sleepy. In the workforce, "good" means vocal, outspoken, even opinionated at times ... and that was my little boy. I comforted myself with the fact that he was just before his time. These qualities of his would be valued some day ... just not maybe today.
Only those of us who have survived (yes, survived) having a baby with colic can truly understand what an intense experience it is. How we tried anything and everything to just get the baby to STOP. CRYING. How, when we'd tell our family or friends that the baby cried a lot, they'd dismiss us with statements like "Well, all babies cry." How other people would look at us like we were bad parents who couldn't control or comfort our child. How we worried that we WERE bad parents, and that we were failing our new baby somehow.
Like soldiers in a warzone, my husband and I bonded closely together while battling our son's colic. After what seemed like an eternity, this horrific three-month period passed and our son started crying less and cooing more.