This kid is like this all the time, people. NikkiZ wasn’t a bad baby, necessarily. But she was trying. As in, there were days (Were?) that we thought about selling her on eBay. But AndyZ? Perfect. So easy. So very very easy.
Over the Thanksgiving break, all of MrZ’s family could not stop going on about how good he was. “I haven’t even heard him cry once!” “Well, there was that time during blessing…” “That was NOT a CRY!” And they’re right, even when he cries? It’s so mousey and mild it doesn’t even register as a cry to most parents-of-babies. They’re all…That? That’s NOTHING. Listen to THIS…and then they stick their wailing child in our faces.
Okay – maybe that doesn’t happen. Not exactly like that anyway. Close, though.
The thing about this that makes me feel really guilty? LilZ was the SAME WAY. I somehow scored excellent baby karma along the way and was blessed with two of the easiest babies EVER KNOWN TO MAN. And I’m not sure why I was given such a gift (Because the forces of the universe know I can’t handle a real baby? Probably.) but I assure you I never take it for granted.
So, for all of my bitching about AndyZ not sleeping through the night, or for pooping on my favorite sweater, I still know that the truth is? I’ve got it very easy. And you should all hate me for that.