Sunday, February 7, 2010

Better Days


Since that burst of colic (or whatever it was) 2 days ago, Princess Rae has been doing much better.  What the heck is "colic" anyway.  That seems like such an old fashioned term - the kind that people say when they want to attribute a medical problem to something completely unscientific or magical.  Like when they used to say someone who fainted had a "spell" or a depressed person had a "nervous breakdown".  But don't we have better guesses now as to what might cause a baby to cry in the absence of an evident problem?  Like, my first guess would be intestinal gas pain.  Maybe "colic" is just easier to say.  Sort of like a nickname.

Know what's really cute?  Sometimes when Baby Rae is sleeping she starts moving her mouth in a sucking motion like she's having a dream about eating. I guess her repertoire of life experience is pretty limited, and you have to dream about something

I feel bad about being competitive with that other baby.  Turns out he had to go back to the hospital and spend 4 days under a lamp because of being jaundiced.  Poor other baby.  He's home now though and very cute (if a little orange).

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