The baby shot clock
It starts with a little squeak, then a grunt. The bassinet shakes from her thrashing.
Uh oh, the meltdown is coming. I can see the little clock in my head ticking down: 24 seconds until screaming…23…22…21.
Run over. Is it food? Diaper? Random fussiness? Must think quickly…10…9…8.
Ok, pick her up — support the head!…5…4.
Woo Hoo! Meltdown averted.
Until next time.
