Timothy has had minor cold a couple of times before – but this time it’s waterworks, big time. And lots of crying. Sleep turned into nightmare, all of a sudden. He is sleepy, rubbing his eyes, but he just don’t seem to be able to relax enough to drift off. He cries and cries and cries. I have never heard him cry so hard*.
Last night it was awful. It took him an hour to finally fall asleep. Now it’s the same – we’ve been trying to put him down for a nap for an hour and a half now, and he still is awake. I nursed him, I rocked him, I gave him corizalia, I gave him advil (perhaps his throat hurts?), I stayed there holding his hand and singing lullabies, I left him and let him cry so as not to destruct him, I turned his mobile on, I… well – you get the picture.
He still is awake, poor baby 😦 A few times he soothed down enough to give me a smile, only to break into tears moments later.
No fever and nothing else but running nose (as far as I can tell). He screams bloody murder and tries to blow me away with raspberries when I suck his snot with the snotsucker; however, he likes it when I administer drops: he opens his mouth readily.
It’s hard. He really needs to rest. I don’t know how to help him fall asleep. Right now I hope he will just get tired enough to fall asleep despite whatever is bothering him…
*This photo is a few months old; I do not take pictures of sick, inconsolable babies.