Our Screaming Bundle of Joy

Charlotte may only be two months old, but it's clear she wears the pants in the family. In between eating, pooping and sleeping in 3 hour stints, she cries most of the time, sending us scrambling to find ways to soothe our little princess. According to Dr. Bhumi she's fussy from gas and acid reflux. I'm trying not to eat foods that make it worse, but is life really worth living without ice cream, cheese and chocolate? We found a homeopathic remedy for colic on the internet that works pretty well, but it's black as ink and hard to give it too her without making a huge mess.

On the upside, she likes to get out and we've taken her to Tradewinds, our favorite beachside resort, to the fancy schmancy International Mall (can you say "Coach"?), and across the street to our neighbor's pool for a dip. Gassy Gasserton seems to like the warm water, no jacuzzi jets needed.