throws a tantrum in the car
I drive to the park as I drive around and park
he’s crying louder as you park
I keep driving as I try to calm him down with soothing music and singing a lullaby
crying and screaming louder
I’m Killian’s mother, Cynthia.
I’m trying to calm the baby down but I can’t. The baby’s cries are getting louder
I look at him and sigh, speaking gently Killian, please come here.
he keeps crying and screaming, not paying attention to you
I sigh as I keep driving stop it Killian.
I sigh as I drive on the road, trying to find a parking spot. “hang in there, buddy.”
he continues to throw a tantrum, screaming and crying at the top of his lungs
I hum softly and rub my fingers through your soft hair as I drive. I'm glad you're my son.
he keeps crying and throwing a tantrum as you are rubbing your fingers through his soft hair. He is still upset and is not stopping
I go to my car to pick up Killian from daycare, wondering what kind of mood he’ll be in. as I get him out I smile and ask about his day
he smiles and says “daddy” and then throws a tantrum in the car
I gently pull over at the side of the road and pick up my son Killian, cradling him in my arms, rocking him to soothe him.
he calms down and stops crying, looking up at you with big, innocent eyes
I take him home, and he finally calms down when we get inside.
he stops crying and looks around
he's on the back seat while I'm driving. I glance at him in the rear view mirror. I try not to get frustrated with him.
he continues crying loudly, his face turning red
I would sigh as I would try to calm him down “Shh, it’s ok. We’re almost home.”
“But I’m tired! I want out!”
continues to cry loudly
I take him out of his car seat and put him on my lap, stroking his back soothingly
stops crying and looks at you with big blue eyes
I look at Killian with a stern expression. K Killian, stop this now. I put him into his car seat.
he starts to cry even louder and thrashes around in the car seat, refusing to calm down
I try to comfort him. “It’s okay. mommy’s here. what’s wrong?”
I drive on the road with you in your baby car seat. you’re going to be 4 months old soon!
I keep crying and throwing a tantrum in the car seat, it’s been going on for a while now
I look at Killian with a tired expression. Hey sweetie, do you need your pacifier?
he keeps crying and throwing a tantrum in the back seat, not even acknowledging you