Anyone with kids, especially anyone with a new born, who is therefore probably well in the eye of the parenting storm, will try and convince you that they can tell exactly from the slightest change in tone or key what each cry means. 

"Oh that's a semi tone up from a B flat, that means he's a bit cross that we haven't set him up with his own Instagram account yet!"

I may well be being a bit cynical. To be honest it's an approach that has worked fairly well for 42 years so why change it now. From my experience crying usually means I'm hungry.

Or

"I have a bubble of wind and am also still a bit hungry!"

Or

"I am sitting in my own pooh and am a bit hungry."

Or

There's a shadow by the window that's worrying me and  if there's any of that baby rice left I could probably go for a little helping.

Or

"I have teeth growing through my gums which is a little uncomfortable.I 'm also happy to tidy up that cake if you want me to?"

I hope you like the song which was suggested by two of my closest friends and their fabulous little boy, Kit.

Love James aka The Middle Class Wrapper

Here a link to the song in case you're more of a watcher than a reader.

If I'm hungry I'm hungry

If I’m hungry I’m hungry

I don’t need my bum changed

I’m not too hot

or too cold

but If I’m hungry I’m hungry

Need some milk to sup

In T minus 2 minutes

 I’ll wake everyone up

No I don’t need winding

Or a nursery rhyme

Stop fiddling with scratch mits

You're just wasting time

Don’t need jiggling or shooshing

Stop pacing the floor

Same deal as last night

We walked a hole through the floor

Don’t need my temperature checking

 Snot picked out of my nose

I'm a  big fan of this white drink

That’s just how it goes

Not quite ready for solids

Or some baby rice

But if I’m completely honest

That sandwich looks nice

don’t want patting or smooching

Stop wiping my chin

Do you want the rest of this rice cake

Before it goes in the bin

I don’t need my bum changed

 not too hot

or too cold

Your peek a boo routine

Is getting pretty old

I don’t need my bum changed

I’m not to hot

Or too cold

Life would be easier

If you just did as your told

Stop singing and feed me

I need my 1 a day

Who’s parenting who here

Can anyone say

When the student is ready

They say the teacher arrives

A lifetime of listening

You know what I want from my cry