She went to the Mall on Thursday so daddy could walk her. She saw her grandmother, aunt, and cousin Monday. She then went to therapy with daddy on Tuesday. Not a slow week for a 3 month old.
Lola has been a bit frustrating this week I fear. She’s been very fussy. Much more than usual. A lot of this stems from her illness. She’s feeling better but still stuffy. It’s hard for cub. She cries a lot more.
I admit I have a hard time when she gets fussy. I want to help but I can’t always succeed. I try every trick in my arsenal though. I feed her. I change her diaper. I rock her. I take her out. All of these techniques help but they can’t always work.
What I’m having to learn is patience with her. I can’t get mad at her after all. She’s a baby. So instead I try to be calm and work with her. Yes, it means trying a lot of things. But I can help her.
She makes it worth it too. She talks much more now. Her coos are giving me life. She’s laughing too. I can endure the cries for the joy every time.