Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Stephen and I have been on our own taking care of Ben for a week now, and it's much different than we imagined. Before you have a kid of your own, you imagine that there's this magical formula to "fix" their crying. But there's not. Last night, we followed the formula (feed, burp, change diaper, bundle, cuddle, bounce, and so on) but despite all our best efforts, Ben was just not happy. So he cried. From 12 to 2. And then, when we had almost given up to the point of exasperation, he farted. And was fine. So today I'm going to the store to purchase gas drops, which help alleviate infant gas. Miracle of miracles, let's hope this works! I don't know if we can handle a 2 hour stretch again tonight. Maybe tomorrow night, but not tonight. Poor little guy- he just can't handle all of his bodily functions.