I has been a pretty rough couple of nights. Bailey has NOT been feeling good the last couple of days (mainly at night...yipee). Actually, last night was the worst. Tammie and I got, maybe, 30 min. to an hour of sleep in between desperately trying to figure out why Bailey was screaming her head off.
Commence the crying...not only by Bailey, but her mom and dad as well. Heck, even Max and Rosie got in on the act. Here is this precious sweet baby who is 100% totally dependent upon you to take care of her every need, and you can't think of anything to calm her down. Hours of tears, red faces, and pleading eyes... yeah, there were tears.
Finally the crying subsided, if only briefly, but enough to set her down to change a diaper. Among all the theories that we had tried to calm Bailey down, one was the possibility that her diapers may be too tight (hey, she's a big baby alright?). In Tammie's desperation she said that we would leave Bailey's diaper off. She said that she would just get a blanket to wrap her in. I, in my infinite wisdom, asked her if she was sure ("This is a baby don't you know?"). Tammie said yes...
Then the pee flew, and Tammie was holding Bailey, so sweetly wrapped in her arms. The crying started again, but this time it was accompanied by laughter of the best kind.
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