So here is my connection: knowing about pill bugs makes me happy. Running makes my toddler happy. What sorts of things do other adults do, when they feel like collapsing into a miserable heap? Because adults don't collapse into heaps often, and babies do. How do adults cope?
Maybe it's reading. Reading helps me. My baby can't read yet, and he keeps flopping out of my arms. Coincidence?
|This is not my baby. He is a puddle of misery at the moment. But he will get better. I hope this is him soon!|