tears of boy

Jake's tears came in yesterday, just a few days after he figured out how to keep his new saliva in his mouth.

I am convinced that crocodile tears are nature's way of saying that all the noise isn't simply an annoyance to others, it is actual human emotion. Three days ago I was at wit's end with the wailing, now the screaming has become sobbing and I feel bad for my little baby. Sometimes I even give into the commotion, bringing tons of toys, songs, and smiles to soothe the beast until he is grinning and bubbling at the mouth.

I am being manipulated with bodily fluid. Gross. Our entire day revolves around it- Jake eats it, weeps it, and expels it at both ends, and I create it, soothe it, and clean it up. And this is my life. Anyone up to babysitting?