The Crying Hiccups

Is there anything that pulls more at your heartstrings then a crying baby? Tonight, Elena was sleeping in the car, in my mother's driveway. We were all inside eating dinner. My husband checked on her and she was awake and crying. She calmed down to a "simmer" once we brought her into the house. I was feeding her some bites of Chinese food and she was enjoying it...enjoying it so much, in fact, she felt the need to grab a handful of greasy food from the center of my plate. "NO...ELENA...NO!" Well, that was it. She was right back to sobbing hysterically and incosolably. She was even having those little sobbing hiccups.

And then it happened...She wanted Da(hicc)da(up). I had to turn her over to him, in her greatest moment of need. She didn't want me and I wanted more then anything to fold her like dough back into me. I miss the days when all I had to do to keep her happy is just hold her. Those days are gone. Her needs are more complex. She actually knows what she wants and doesn't want. And, sometimes, she just doesn't want me.