Two straight hours of Rhen melting down. Might not seem like a lot of time to experienced parents, but it was bad for the both of us. We tried everything. Finally, we settled on the Baby Bjorn and Jimi Hendrix. The Baby Bjorn closed in his flailing chicken wings and made him feel secure and nestled in. The Hendrix freed his mind.

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