So I ordered this device called a nosefrieda on amazon that gets a lot of great reviews, and it should arrive today. I’m anxious to see if it will provide C some relief. Poor little guy. He is miserable when he’s on his back–I think he’s got some post-nasal drip going on. Will let you all know if this little thing works.
Anyhow, last night was horrible. No good, terrible, horrible, rotten. C just could not seem to get comfortable. And he was up a lot beginning at like 1. I’d forgotton how awful it is to be up so much in the middle of the night, and in the midst of it, all I could think was “what if our glorious days of sleeping 12 hours in a row are over?”. Ack. And of course, because he’s not feeling super great, I’m not going to let him cry. So, S and I were up. Every hour until about 530 when I finally said eff it and brought C to bed with us where he nursed and slept like a champ for an hour or so until the alarm went off.
And when he woke? All smiles. No residual crankiness (on his part anyway) from the disaster of a night before. Just grinning away. Loving life.
What a guy. One second you want to ring his neck, and the next? Well, you just wanna snoodle him and smooch him and love him all over.
I love being a mama.