I really should be napping with my kid (1 month old today!), but when you've got something to post, who can resist the urge? Well...okay...maybe you can, but I can't.
Today Keane and I made a huge breakthrough. I should preface by saying that from day one, Keane could lift his head up. One of the first things that John said about him was that he had a lot of strength. He does, and he has got the lung power to go with it. Let me tell you, when that boy screams, it's the whole arching the back, and turning red thing. He seriously sounds worse than a mad hornet. He does it quite often. John and I don't mind the crying so much, and we are here to comfort him through colic or whatever, but when that starts, we have found ourselves firmly saying "no" and if possible, not responding to it. That only goes so far. He's only a month old.
Well, anywho, I really wanted a haircut (I got bangs, Mom, I know that will make your day). I was thinking to myself, either I'm crazy or really stupid to try to do this. You should see the look on people's faces when he screams. I thought our mid-wife was going to call a Dr. (he was just anxious to eat). What a good boy he was!!!! I sensed that he liked the sound of the blow dryer, and there were plenty to hear. He stayed in his car seat the whole time. I didn't push it by getting my hair washed. I also got an awesome parking place, which is unheard of in downtown Heidelberg, AND I got to go to McDonald's and get a coffee and a muffin (to go, of course). Woo hoo! They aren't bad, either.
A friend of ours taught us a calming technique last night and another friend gave us a colic lullaby tape with a heartbeat in the background. Two morsels of gold that I will utilize continuously.
Here he is, still being a wonderful boy while I folded laundry! I think he smiled at me today. He did it twice in a row, so that makes me think it wasn't gas.