Can I just say that watching my baby scream ALL. DAY. LONG (and I'm really not exaggerating - she did not nap for twelve straight hours. I didn't even know that was possible for a newborn) because of something I've eaten is super sad. Talk about maternal guilt. I may never eat yogurt again.
But when she is not screaming, I have a tiny baby who puts herself to sleep. She WANTS you to put her down awake, actually, and will strain to keep her little exhausted eyes open if you try to soothe her to sleep. This fact totally blows my mind. I have heard rumors that babies like that exist, I've just never birthed one until now.
I wish I had more to offer in the way of entertaining, informing, or enchanting you, but alas. My mind is full of things that don't really interest anyone but me, all of the myriad of things that are part of the herculean effort of creating a home.
Don't worry; something substantial will bubble up sooner or later. Until then, happy Wednesday.