Just one of those days where no matter what I do taj is pissed at the world. We’ve walked. And rocked. And eaten lots. And put on clean diapers.
He is just a sad baby.
Days like to day are overwhelming. I am his mum and feel like I should be able to help him be happy. It makes me feel like such an awful person when I can’t. These days don’t happen often. And I am grateful.
Sad baby equals a sad mama.