"Caroline had recently had her first child and our first grandchild. And now, after making do with photos and videos, I was finally going to meet Lucia Antonia, all of 11 weeks old. Rarely in my life had I felt more giddy about an encounter in the offing. Coming out of the airport, I spotted Caroline, cradling the baby in her arms. Hello, Lucia, I said, reaching out to take her tiny hands in mine. I'm Grandpa. I'm thrilled to meet you."
"But once we buckled her back in her seat, she resumed crying, only more intensely now. She wailed like an ambulance siren, her eyes crinkled shut, tears streaming down her cheeks, gasping between sobs. All the while, Caroline cooed to Lucia in a tender singsong voice, trying to soothe her. We'll be home soon, baby, she said. Then you can go right in your crib and feel better. My son-in-law Vito did the same from behind the wheel, but to no avail."
A man traveled from New York City to southern Italy just before Christmas 2018 to visit his wife, daughter, and meet his first grandchild, Lucia Antonia, at eleven weeks old. The family drove 134 miles from the airport to Guardian Sanframondi, and the baby cried almost continuously for nearly three hours. They stopped for lunch and the parents repeatedly tried soothing through cooing and reassurance, but the infant's crying escalated after resuming the drive, described as wailing like an ambulance siren and reaching operatic volumes. The visitor remained glad he had come and reassured his daughter.
Read at www.theguardian.com
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