So, Sunday went by, after the naked Zumba incident we started into the Garden (I was still wearing my dressing gown whilst we did this). Cut the grass, moved the trampoline and table around and generally tidied up a bit. It now vaguely resembles a garden again :o) After this we chilled, watched a film, Just Go With It, which was OK. I like Sandlers work, but this one took me a while to get into it. Not sure why, just didn't seem to sparkle from the off, and it has to be said was a very predictable story line, but it was OK to kill a couple of hours.
Monday was an office day at work, with most of the analysts going through the really exciting audit bits and pieces and making sure all the new publications and regs are being met by us. We have to do it now and then and it is as bad as it sounds, but in the industry we work in, it is a necessary evil, I mean anyone would think this asbestos stuff could kill you...
Kerry went off to Zumba tonight, and that is when Albert started screaming. I don't mean crying, which I tune out quite well, I know I am a terrible father, but I mean screaming. Changed his bum, he screamed, fed him, he screamed, winded him, he screamed, cooled him down, he screamed, warmed him up (No Dan, not in a microwave) he screamed. To the point where after an hour I was considering phoning, my mum, my father in law, even thought about calling Dan (D'oh).
After some thought, which very much went along the line of:
don't panic,
your new at this,
babies cry,
its natural,
he might be hurt,
perhaps he got stung by a wasp (no wasps around),
check him anyway,
good plan.
So an in depth examination of Albert, after 15 minutes of this and Albert still screaming I decided that the wasp sting/ insect bite was out, and all his major limbs were still attached. Yet he was still screaming.... changed his bum again (Albert doesn't like dirty nappies) still screaming, tried to feed him again, he took about 3 ounces and promptly passed out 21:45. He slept then till 05:20, no night feeds nothing. Straight through. EXCELLENT! Although he still doesn't seem right... Oh well, I do try not to panic, but I think its natural, still at least I didn't start calling everyone and causing a major scene... Only I know how close I came to that. ;o) Shh don't tell anyone..
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James, James, James... *shakes head*
FIRSTLY: Short bursts in the microwave are fine for babies. A little longer in the winter months*
SECONDLY: The baby checklist for Screaming/Shouting/Whining can be looked at like a basic program (I'll do this for you so you "get it")
10 RUN "FOOD"
20 IF NOT "FOOD" GOTO 30
30 RUN "BUM"
40 IF NOT "BUM" GOTO 50
50 RUN "WIND"
60 IF NOT "WIND" GOTO 70
70 RUN "CUDDLE"
80 IF NOT "CUDDLE" GOTO 90
90 RUN "BUILD A BRIDGE"
100 END
You could have phoned too, I would have done soooo little mocking and piss taking you would hardly have noticed ;) You're a new dad, so you're allowed to be all worrisome.
I may have told you it was Ebola too. You know, because I'm a bastard
*May not be safe for some babies**
**Probably all