Colic? High need baby? Feisty temperament?
Whatever it is, she won’t let me sit.
I bounce, I shake, I swing, I sway, and I walk when she is on me.
I rock her little crib. I push her stroller back and forth.
Sometimes each ‘action’ can soothe her for 5 min, and sometimes they can last for an hour or two.
But then in between the fussiness, she smiles, and I can go back to bouncing and shaking and swaying for hours to see the next smile again.
Bouncing around in the K’Tan…that is one tired face (mine)