Kate has been driving us mental the last few weeks. She learned to flip, sit & stand up in her crib and with either a laugh or a cry- she will summon us to her side. If it's past the point of sleep induced whimpers... she's impossible to put back to sleep. I practically have to restrain her from flipping another 100 times before getting tired and giving up- all the while, screaming.
And I must say that her screams are fucking loud. I have heard other babies cry and this kid of mine has some lungs on her... a deep angry frantic cry that may or may not stop after some cuddling or singing or patting or holding or nursing or pacifying. I never know if what I am doing will work. She keeps me on my toes.
But today... a new attempt at a new routine found us rocking in her chair. All cuddled up with blankets and soothers and a tummy full of milk... she was holding her hands together and I whispered "Can you clap?". And she did!
My smart baby. I forgive you.
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