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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 17:05:01 GMT
"How do you know?" I ask quietly, looking down at Alex who was still crying.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 17:10:30 GMT
I don't. "Because he has to, eventually."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 17:16:03 GMT
"Think he might tire himself out?" I ask hopefully.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 17:21:48 GMT
"Yeah, he will. Poppy always did when she cried," I say with more confidence than I felt.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 17:32:27 GMT
"Poppy was two, he's five days, has my unlimited engery remember?" I keep rocking him back and forth as an attempt to calm him down,"GOd, I hate my genes."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 17:34:43 GMT
"Oh yeah," I nod, thinking that I probably should have spotted the age difference thing myself before I spoke.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 17:43:15 GMT
"You take him, my arms are getting tired," I mutter wearily.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 17:44:28 GMT
I take him gently from her, "If you want to go to bed, I can take him downstairs so it's quieter."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 17:50:31 GMT
"No, it's fine," I mutter, sitting down in the rockchair Rory had brought over."Just try and get him to calm down?" I ask hopefully.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 17:53:28 GMT
"I'll try," I mutter, although I know I probably won't as my expertise with children doesn't stretch very far.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 17:59:46 GMT
I sigh, rubbing my temples,"We need help."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 18:06:13 GMT
"From who? In the middle of the night?" I mutter, gently rocking Alex back and forth.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 18:39:48 GMT
"I don't know, someone who knows how to make babies stop crying?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 18:40:24 GMT
"He'll stop eventually," I mumble.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 18:50:11 GMT
I glance up, watching Alex, who kept crying. "When?" I mutter, putting my face into my hands,"I need sleep."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 18:51:46 GMT
"Go on then," I nod towards the door, "It's alright. Silence the door or something, I'll stay with him until he stops."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 19:00:05 GMT
"Ian," I mutter,"I'm not going to leave you..-it's fine."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 19:09:41 GMT
"You sure?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 19:11:02 GMT
I nod, running a hand through my hair,"It's fine." You can't afford to miss class again, There's something more important then class you know, it's called family.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 19:20:32 GMT
I nod mutely, still trying to calm Alex down, not sure if it's working at all.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 19:21:57 GMT
"I can't think of anything that might get him to calm down," I mutter. You could smother him. I shake my head, drowing the voice out.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 19:32:02 GMT
"Moving around maybe? Like walking?" I suggest.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 19:37:39 GMT
"Try it, see what happens." I say, leaning back in the chair. Think Speare, what did your mum do to make you stop crying?
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 19:39:24 GMT
I start pacing absently round the room, although this reminds me of being caged and trapped which starts to freak me out a little.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 19:52:58 GMT
"Stop, your making me seasick," I mumble,"What else makes babies calm down?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 19:55:52 GMT
"How do I know?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 20:01:02 GMT
"Well can't think of anything." I mutter, trying my hardest not to snap. Think MJ, think. "Sing to him?" I suggest.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 20:04:04 GMT
"Go on then," I say, holding him out to her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 20:06:21 GMT
"I can't." I mutter, holding up my hands.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 20:11:29 GMT
"Why?"
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