Since about the second, maybe third, day of my daughter's existence, she's been affectionately dubbed, "Baby Wah Wah." Affectionately, because we love her. Dubbed it because she cries a lot... A LOT A LOT. i mean, a whole lot. there have been a very few times in the last 3 1/2 months where we have joyously called her, "Baby happy happy"! but they are very few and very unreliable circumstances.
One night, as i was happily sipping wine with my girlfriends out at a very adult, very nice restaurant, i casually glanced down at my phone to find three missed calls and a text. all from my husband. i went straight to the last call, where he apologetically asked me to please come home because wah wah had been crying for 119 straight minutes. it was true- no exaggeration necessary.
tonight, when i was on about my 73rd straight minute of enduring her crying, i thought back to all the books i had read before having children (okay, fine, i read one book... once... fine, it was a chapter here or there... okay, fine, i didn't read any, but i knew what they would say...) they would say that it's normal for babies to cry. babies cry to alert us to their needs. their needs can be anything from hunger to wet/dirty diaper to teething to upset belly, etc., etc., etc. So, tonight after i fed the hungry cry and changed the dirty cry and oiled the gums of the teething cry and gave mylecon drops to the upset belly cry, i sat and wanted to cry my own i-give-up cry. but at about 82 minutes in, she finally conked out. And i was finally able to eat te sleeve of oreos i had been dreaming of the entire time she cried.
she is a fussy baby. she suits her "baby wah wah" name well. i don't know when or how this phase is going to end. don't get me wrong, i do not want my children to grow up too quickly- or at all, really. But after these three long and loud months of crying, i will pay money for this time to come to an end. Come on, Baby Wah Wah. Please turn into Baby Happy Happy soon! Please! Please! Please!
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