Yep, that pretty much sums up my day...

Printed in The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding, a mom interprets her baby girl's cries:

Sophia:  Waaaaaah!  STARVING BABY!  HELP! HELP! DOESN'T ANYONE CARE? CALL UNICEF! HELP! HELP!


Me (scooping up one angry lump of baby):  Hey there, sweetie.  Hungry?


Sophia: OH, MOM, it was SO AWFUL! I woke up in that PLACE? You know that one?  Where no one is holding the baby?  And there isn't any milk?  IT WAS THE WORST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED IN MY WHOLE LIFE!


Me:  Here you go.


Sophia: SO HUNGRY! (butts mom with her face)

Me: You have to open your mouth.


Sophia: WILL NO ONE THINK OF THE BABY?


Me (tickles her lip): It's okay, sweetie.


Sophia: SO HUNGR--oh.  Snarf.  Nom nom nom nom nom nom.  MAN, that's the stuff!  Nom nom nom nom nom nom.  SO GOOD.  Nom nom nom nom.  I almost DIED, you know.  Nom nom nom nom.


Me: Zzzzzzzzzz


Sophia (head lolling back, mouth slack and dribbling milk):  Duuuuuude.