I’m not a terrible parent. Thank you for your calls/texts/messages telling me otherwise.
But guess what!?! Ryan (almost!) slept through the night. He was only up from 8:45-9:00 pm and went promptly back to sleep. And he slept all night in his crib. AND - wait for it - he slept in until 8 am! Baby boy needed his sleep!!
We went to drop off something at a friends house this morning, and Ryan was super grouchy. I tried everything I could to get him to cheer up, but nothing worked. We left before I would have liked, but headed home. Lots of eating of his fingers and moaning, so I know that it’s those two new teeth making their appearance. I tried to stretch it out, but he ended up going down for an early nap. He was wiped out. We’ll see how the rest of the day goes. We have another play date and then dinner plans with friends. If he doesn’t cheer up after this nap, we may have to bail on everything.
I feel like a terrible parent.
Ryan has been sleeping terribly lately. It’s probably a nasty combination of milestone achievements (walking!), teething, and having an out of whack schedule with lots of travel.
He’s also had a cough for about 4 weeks- usually only when he’s lying down, but it wakes him (and me) up a few time a few times each night.
Last night he was ready to play from 9:30 to 12:30 am. Like he woke up and whenever either Matt or I would try to get him to lie down, he’d either cry harder or start babbling.
So tonight, I’m pulling out the bug guns. Tylenol. Motrin (dosed 2 hours after the tylenol). And baby Zyrtec (the doc last week thought his cough was probably due to seasonal allergies).
I feel like a terrible parent. I hate giving him all of those things. I am fine giving Ryan doses of pain meds when I know he’s in pain from teething. He already has to take medicine every day to keep his GERD in check. But, we’ll see if tonight’s medicine cocktail works! Here’s wishing for a solid 8 hours of sleep. (12 would be ideal, but I’m not asking for that)
Any other advice for what I should do?
… Kissed my husband good-bye at 4:30 am for his day trip to Boston
… Woke up to a coughing baby at 5:30 am
… Tried (unsuccessfully) to get Ryan to go back to sleep
… Caught puke in my hands as Ryan vomited up phlegm (that option was better than getting it on our down comforter)
… Chugged a cup if coffee as fast as I could
… Made a killer breakfast for me and Ryan - sausage, pancakes, fruit.
… Danced a made-up dance with a spatula to entertain a whiny child in his high chair. It worked.
I am now counting down to nap time so I can collapse and get some sleep.