Anyone who has lived with a child suffering from colic knows what I´m talking about...
At night you want to jump from a bridge, slash your wrists, or shoot yourself, because you feel so worthless,small and pitiful when you cannot ease the pain from the most precious thing in your life.
In the morning it´s a new day and you enter it full of hope and wishes that today is the day when the tears have dried up and the excruciating waves of pain shooting through the little body has finally decided to ease off. The day when you can start fresh and find the baby bubble without the worry or the trips to the hospital.
Maybe today is that day.