He cried at the top of his lungs, squirming and wriggling in the woman’s arms. She did what she could to ease his pain.
As suddenly as they started, the screams stopped. His eyes unfocused, staring at nothing in particular. She waited in silence.
He let out a giant burp, and grinned toothlessly, finally relieved.
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Cory Aldrich
Jul 11, 2006 at 5:19 pm
Brought a smile to my face! :D
Kerri
Jul 11, 2006 at 7:49 pm
How many hundreds of times have I lived this experience? You told it very well. :) ‘Tis true, there’s nothing like a good belch!!!
Maricar
Jul 14, 2006 at 9:06 am
That story was born a little after midnight. :) You can imagine the minutes with nothing to do while waiting for the little one to burp.
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