Oh, Samantha.

My darling little, sweet, wonderful Samantha... who I always thought was the happiest baby in the world, is miserable!

She's acting out. She's terribly jealous of her sister. If Maggie cries, Samantha cries. If I'm feeding Maggie, she hits her, and then takes her bottle and throws it across the room. She's starting to hit... and I don't know where she learned this from. She finds it amusing to hurt Maggie, or me, or Brandon. She laughs when we say no, or ouch, or move her hand away.

Nights have become hellacious with Samantha. She gets up at least once a night, screaming and crying. The only thing that calms her is coming in our room. Even then, it takes a long time to settle her down. I think she realizes that Maggie is in our room... but who knows!

This morning, she was up at 6. I was feeding Maggie. Samantha didn't like this, and the tear fest began... and didn't end until 7:30.

I want my sweet girl back!!!

Melissa