Meltdowns

An infant meltdown: good for stripping paint, harmonizing with a lawnmower, repelling wolverines, defoliating trees and much more.

Kate would like to punch those women who wrote the breast feeding book saying it won’t hurt if its done right.  I would like to hurl insults at them.

It is very hard to be completely candid while writing but here goes.  During a meltdown I can’t help asking what the hell we got ourselves into.  The loss of control and the inability to solve the problem is nearly as frustrating as the screaming infant.

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