...they turn into bad bad babies.
Babies that don't want to be held, and don't want to be put down.
They don't want to eat, but they cry when you walk away with their food.
They stop sleeping thru the night, only to take three hour naps an hour after they wake up. They cry, and cry.. and cry till all you (you being the parent) want to do is run far far away. The parent longs for the quiet days, before teeth, when your perfect little angel slept, ate, burped, pooped and smiled at you for no reason.
They also, hate for some really odd reason.. or maybe this is just my child.. but HATE to be changed. Hates laying down, hates having her pants taken off, hates being cleaned up, hates the new diaper, hates the powder, and hates getting dressed again.
HATE, HATE, HATE. Such a negative word, I know.. but so true.
And this is what happens when good babies get teeth.
Friday, September 29, 2006
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3 comments:
One of my sons had colic and cried incessantly the first three months. Luckily he got better and was like a new baby. Much better.
(((Devon)))
I feel your agony.
Ahhhhhh I remember those days. They will pass though!!
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