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Dec. 4th, 2017 11:00 amI'm still sick - last Thursday morning I thought I was getting over the chest cold, but instead by that evening my throat was painfully sore in that knife-through-a-tonsil way that sometimes happens, and I looked in the mirror with a flashlight and my right tonsil was nicely swollen and hosting a thriving colony of white ick. So I took a picture and e-mailed my doctor (because I live in a part of the future where I can do that, and it's awesome) and went to bed early.
(( In fact. ))
But since early last week when we decided we had to re-do the sleep training "fun" we thought we'd accomplished five or six months ago, the kid's sleeping has got a lot better. He hollered for 50 minutes Monday night as I said and maybe even longer than that Tuesday night, but starting Wednesday I've given him ibuprofen for his teething at bedtime rather than wait for him to wake up and cry, and he's mostly been doing great. In general now he falls asleep in my arms as he's always done but then wakes up when I put him down in the crib; he lies there quietly trying to go back to sleep as long as I have my hand on his back, but of course that's not a solution. So I pat him and say good night and leave the room, and he cries for somewhere between ten seconds and ten minutes, and then he's usually fine for most of the night. He may wake up a couple hours later and cry for two or three minutes, but we're pretty resolute about not going in to him unless he's screaming or it otherwise sounds like he's hurt or sick rather than just annoyed to be awake; this is generally about 9pm when we haven't yet gone to bed ourselves so it's not as disruptive an event in any case. And sometimes he'll wake up and cry in the 2-3am area. Last night/this morning it was 3:45. And the plan is that one of us will go in and pat him and leave again, but by the time I hauled myself out of bed and got to his room he had stopped crying - so I didn't even open his door. I don't know if he was actually only crying for a couple of minutes or if I only woke up a couple of minutes before he stopped, but either way, it sure seems right now we're all sleeping better.
I may also have reached a temporary point of nirvana w/r/t his eating schedule. I don't want to weigh his portions forever but for a little bit to be sure I know he's getting enough to eat (and actually eating it) it's working out for me. And arranging his milk bottles so he drinks less (a) breast milk because it won't last forever and (b) milk in general because his doctor wants him to have more water is going incrementally but not disastrously. This week is shaping up to be better than last week and way better than the week before. Fingers crossed.
(( In fact. ))
But since early last week when we decided we had to re-do the sleep training "fun" we thought we'd accomplished five or six months ago, the kid's sleeping has got a lot better. He hollered for 50 minutes Monday night as I said and maybe even longer than that Tuesday night, but starting Wednesday I've given him ibuprofen for his teething at bedtime rather than wait for him to wake up and cry, and he's mostly been doing great. In general now he falls asleep in my arms as he's always done but then wakes up when I put him down in the crib; he lies there quietly trying to go back to sleep as long as I have my hand on his back, but of course that's not a solution. So I pat him and say good night and leave the room, and he cries for somewhere between ten seconds and ten minutes, and then he's usually fine for most of the night. He may wake up a couple hours later and cry for two or three minutes, but we're pretty resolute about not going in to him unless he's screaming or it otherwise sounds like he's hurt or sick rather than just annoyed to be awake; this is generally about 9pm when we haven't yet gone to bed ourselves so it's not as disruptive an event in any case. And sometimes he'll wake up and cry in the 2-3am area. Last night/this morning it was 3:45. And the plan is that one of us will go in and pat him and leave again, but by the time I hauled myself out of bed and got to his room he had stopped crying - so I didn't even open his door. I don't know if he was actually only crying for a couple of minutes or if I only woke up a couple of minutes before he stopped, but either way, it sure seems right now we're all sleeping better.
I may also have reached a temporary point of nirvana w/r/t his eating schedule. I don't want to weigh his portions forever but for a little bit to be sure I know he's getting enough to eat (and actually eating it) it's working out for me. And arranging his milk bottles so he drinks less (a) breast milk because it won't last forever and (b) milk in general because his doctor wants him to have more water is going incrementally but not disastrously. This week is shaping up to be better than last week and way better than the week before. Fingers crossed.