"Why do you hate me? *sob* We're in this together!"
Said by Sally to our then 4-week-old first born child while rocking, nursing, singing, and crying in Jay's unbuttoned flannel shirt at 4 am. Did I mention the crying? There was a lot of crying. I'd moved past the standard changing, feeding, and soothing tactics and right on into guilt-tripping the baby. It did not work.
Said by Sally to our then 4-week-old first born child while rocking, nursing, singing, and crying in Jay's unbuttoned flannel shirt at 4 am. Did I mention the crying? There was a lot of crying. I'd moved past the standard changing, feeding, and soothing tactics and right on into guilt-tripping the baby. It did not work.
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