When Kate is fussy in public, people sometimes make the comment "oh poor baby, life is rough isn't it..." but I'm not sure they actually think about this sarcastic statement. I think sometimes life really IS rough for a baby.
Imagine not being able to communicate your needs very well, having to guess and use trial and error to get what you need. Imagine using building up your muscles to be able to take a few steps and then once you can actually walk, you have no balance, and so you fall all the time. You also have decreased spatial perception, and so you also run into things all the time. People sometimes pick you up and take you places you don't want to go. You get interrupted during your playtime. You are tired and don't know how to go to sleep, and you DO have worries--people come and go and you don't really understand why or where or even if you'll ever see them again. You get sick and can't breathe and don't know why, or what to do about it, or even if it will ever get better. People tell you not to do things and you don't understand why.
Ok, you get the point...so when we are out and fussy, just remember: they are babies, not adults!
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