To all those people who told me that third children are more calm, sleep through the night quicker, lay there and entertain themselves amidst the chaos of the household more than the first two did: thanks for the warning, but Henry didn't get the memo.
My first two children were pretty fussy. Especially Owen. One of the memories I have of him as a baby is a 2-year-old James yelling in his face, "STOP CRYING!!"and me not even reprimanding the yelling because I felt the same way. The poor kid cried all the time and we just learned to deal with it.
The other night I heard Jeff say to Henry in the middle of a major crying meltdown, "you sure aren't a very easy third baby", and I would have to agree. Luckily, we are 3-for-3 on fussy babies so we sort of know how to deal with it. It's exhausting, but we'll look back on it soon enough and realize what a short time it really was. And the smiles we get in between the crying are precious and sweet, so we can't really complain too much.
**the picture above is of Henry with his cousin, Bradley, only two weeks older, and thankfully for his parents, my brother and sis-in-law, NOT such a fussy baby.