I think we've gotten to the bottom of this crying business... My baby is huge, and needs to eat more often! Since developing the new "feed on-demand" policy the little one has been MUCH better. I'm soooo glad considering I was about to get my tubes tied, either that or ship off my babies to be raised by a Dutch grandma... She wouldn't have minded, I'm sure.
The child does continue to astound me though and keep me on my toes just when I think I've figured him out. Last night he was screaming for about 30 minutes at the top of his lungs, and then took a brief smiling intermission to talk to his new light-up rubber duckies (which are GENIUS, by the way- $12 for 4 at Nordstrom) like nothing had ever happened. Not three minutes later when the excitement faded, he resumed his screaming where he'd left off. Jared and I just looked at each other, and he said, "I think our baby is broken." His new nickname: Psycho Baby
((Disclaimer: I did try to feed him and he couldn't take... so that wasn't it... I tried everything to get him to calm down, I wasn't just letting him scream))
Then this morning he had a huge blowout diaper so bad I had to give him a spit bath so he'd be clean enough for a regular bath, and the whole time he was just all smiles. I put him in the sink, the water ran cold on accident, but nope, not a sound. I scrubbed his little back, not a cry. Water got in his face on accident, and... well, you can figure it out.
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We miss him!!! We can't wait to come visit.
I can't wait to hold him!! He is so very cute and you and Jared are such good parents. We need to make some plans for this summer!! Call me or send me an email of what you're thinking.
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