I’m sorry to say, I’m so utterly relieved to read this post. Samuel is doing exactly the same thing. He starts off with a coo, then gets a bit of a grizzle, which in the space of a minute and a half has turned into a gut wrenching cry, as though he’s being blugeoned to death. Simply becuase I went to give Alexander a cuddle. Or to the toilet. Or to put my washing in the dryer.

I finally broke yesterday. I had to have my SIL come get him, and I spent my 2 hours of “me” time sobbing. I thought I was starting to lose my mind.

So. Sorry that you’re having a hard time with velcro baby. But You’re not alone. This will pass, right????