Baby Don't Cry

Back in the early 90's INXS had a hit from their album Welcome to Wherever You Are called Baby Don't Cry. I've been singing that song for the last half an hour in my head, as The Appendage, who apparently hasn't slept much all day, is now over-tired and just won't go to sleep.

Anyone who has had a baby would know this situation. You walk around the house holding the baby in various positions. Sometimes it is on your shoulder. Sometimes in a cradling position in your arms. Sometimes you drag them around by their ankles like a Neanderthal. Ok, so you don't ever do that last one. No matter what you try it doesn't seem to work.

So then you do the hand off. When the crying is continual, you play pass the baby every ten minutes in an effort to regain some sanity, and to show your support in the ring for your partner. Its like tag team wrestling, except the opponent isn't Andre the Giant (though it may as well be - such is the immovable force of crying).

When this doesn't work, you go for the alternate mechanical options. The Rocking Chair. The Pram. We fortunately have never had it so bad that we have had to take the babies out of the house and into the car, but I know many people who have resorted to this. Over the course of writing this post, he hasn't stopped. At this point nothing has worked, so maybe I better go start the engine.

Ciao for Now, Ears are Ringing Angry Dad.