Saturday, September 14, 2013

I do not love middle of the night tantrums

Miriam's been up for half an hour screaming. She seems okay physically, and I gave her Tylenol in case her teeth hurt. I am fairly sure (unless she has stomach cramps) that she's crying because I will not let her do her worst, most dreadful comfort routine, which is reaching down my shirt and pinching me viciously. Because I would let her she writhes in my arms, shouting very loudly and sounding like Baby Being Electrocuted. Her source of pain? She is not allowed to hurt me. What a terribly unjust world she lives in.

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