(Un)Happy Hour

But everything isn't always peachy in Elliotland. He seems to really struggle with gas and gets quite fussy and unsettled at various times of the day. It used to be an excruciatingly long period (up to four hours) each night when he would go red and scream his little head off. Paul and I took turns passing him back and forth as we paced the floors, took laps around the block in the pram, consumed several glasses of wine, and did just about everything else we could think of to calm him and/or ourselves down. These long periods at night seem to have improved (he only cries for about an hour each night now) but now he likes to spice things up with crying jags at various times during the day. I guess he's had to put up with quite a bit in his little life and now he's letting us know how he feels about things. Fair enough! I just hope he gets it out of his system soon.