![]() As there is no light anywhere else at the campsite I pull up a lawn chair under precariously held hatch and proceed with a feeding. I then make my way in the dark, with a squalling baby to the fabulous baby station in the back of my SUV (that for some ungodly reason was parked across the camp.) I lift the hatch… the hatch that hasn’t quite learned that it is supposed to stay up if I tell it to do so so I prop up the hatch door with a boat paddle don’t ask where I found one at 3:00 A.M.! I swear to the camping God’s that I will NEVER… EVER… DO THIS AGAIN! I quickly and efficiently change my mad as a hornet baby boy (this I CAN do in the dark) and I fix a quick bottle. Whew! A t last I am free! Now I grab now my practically screaming baby boy and try to re-zip the zipper to keep mosquito’s the size of condors out! I give a quick peek around to see if anyone is disturbed aaannnddd…nope. I shall retaliate tomorrow for the entire injustice of it all! I finally give the zipper a good yank, t he rasp of the zipper sounds like a jet plane flying into the tent. My husband as well as the rest of camp are still sleeping quite soundly…grrrr…BUT…at least my baby girl is still sleeping. (The nifty lantern that we bought for just such an occasion is sitting happily outside on the picnic table.) So….I strain my eyes…is that lump the bouncer? Yes! So I sit him down in bouncer and strap him in because who knows how long this procedure is going to take. At this point he is quite loud in his protest. And the zipper is stuck! Great! (Insert choice words here) I look around in the dark… did I mention it was dark… for somewhere to put my baby down long enough for me to wrestle with a stubborn zipper. I’m not about to let that happen! So I desperately try to exit the tent with my one free hand while holding a baby who is throwing a fit. But I know that if I don’t get my fussy baby boy comfortable and fed he is going to wake up the his peacefully sleeping twin sister. It’s dark and the great idea I had to make the rear of my SUV the baby station now seems…. Still sound easy? Let me walk you through it. Now imagine that you are camping in the middle of nowhere. Same routine as always…pick baby up, change baby, feed baby and put baby back to sleep…right? Sounds easy enough. “Imagine if you can, a fussing baby awake at three in the morning.
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