Sometimes you feel like a nut...

Sometimes you don't.

There are moments when I really feel like we're figuring out how to take care of Gabby. Then there are momnets when I'm really confused, and think I've simply been lucky up until now. Toady was one of those days. Both kinds.

No PHOTOS please!!!

This afternoon, I spent at least 2 hours trying to calm my little girl. I tried changing her diaper. Feeding her mommy's milk via bottle. Carrying her. Swinging her. Cuddling her. Wrapping her up in a tight swaddle. Wrapping her in a loose swaddle. Everything. Still she continued to cry/whine. Finally, I handed my darling off to her Babci (that's her grandmother, for all y'all polish illiterates). Babci educated me in the art of massaging out her gas bubbles. And sure enough, after Gabby belched out a few more godd ones she calmed. Chock one up to experience.

Earlier in the day, Gabby had some tummy time and floor time on her new activity mat. Funny I didn't see much activity coming from the mat.

As I watch my New England Patriots start the second half of the superbowl, I bid thee farewell.

Look I'm a piano player!!!

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