Spoke Too Soon

Today the little cutie was flat miserable. He cried and grieved last night from midnight to 3:30am, then fell asleep until 9. Today he has cried and whined non-stop. I take that back, he was happy when we walked in the light rain fall barefoot this afternoon. He did finally eat some food(mashed potatoes from Chicken Express-Thanks Susie!). He flat out is ticked off at us and lets it be known--dont' even think of letting Mike care for him(he wails and closes his eyes!). I know this is totally normal. Heck, if I was whisked away from my family, flown to a strange country with a houseful of people who I don't know, I'd be mad and crancky too. It is hard though, as a mommy and daddy trying to form an attachment to a miserble little boy. It will pass and get better every day. Bless his little heart!