Sometimes I wonder if I am doing things right with Saige. I try to listen to her complains and concerns (in baby babble and fussing), but of course there is a communication gap. I always attribute fussiness to either gas, hunger, or boredom, and if all else fails I just throw her in the wrap for a nap.
Yesterday, I took her to her first wedding. Unforunately, she wasn't happy there. What scared her first is when my friend (who I haven't seen for a LONG time) gave me a big hug. Saige was in her dad's arms at the time and she just stuck out her little bottom lip and tears started welling up in her eyes. Poor thing. Then, between all the people, the music, and the lights, she was a bit of a wreck. Twice, she cried and it took me a while to console her (something that never normally happens). I guess I just pushed her too far.
Today she is better and back to her old ways ;-)
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Maybe all that stimulation was too much for her.She's only so small.
Glad that she's back to her normal self now.
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