helpless or genius?

Sometimes Baby Doodle's helplessness is overwhelming because he relies on me mostly, and Mr. Doodlebug somewhat, for his every need and want. He can't feed, change, dress or burp himself, but he sure knows how to get someone to do all of that for him -- genius. He has the crying thing down. Cry when you want milk, cry when you want a clean, dry diaper, cry when you're overtired, cry when you have gas to get someone to help you get it out. Most of the crying lately though has been because he wants to be held.

This morning I put him in his swing and he was happy for the amount of time it took me to put cereal in a bowl and eat most of it. Then he started crying to be held. I now have him in his carrier which he likes because I'm practically holding him. This brings me to another observation I've made. He likes to be bounced, that has been clear since he was born, but he can distinguish between being bounced and swayed while I'm sitting and being bounced and swayed while I'm standing. He prefers the standing of course. In fact, I am typing this standing up. His comfort level with the carrier only lasts so long sitting. Once he's calm or sleeping I'll sit down again until he realizes it, then I'll have to stand. It's amazing to me that he can distinguish between the two positions because the swaying and bouncing isn't that different -- genius. As Harry said he's "high maintenance," he knows what he wants and exactly how he wants it.

I guess it's not helpless or genius, but helpless and a genius.