I must’ve missed it. This wasn’t in my “Become A Parent” contract, was it?
What, that doesn’t exist?
The nugget’s never slept through the night. This is mostly okay, because good days are usually much more frequent than bad days. Good days, she goes to sleep at 7:30-8, wakes up at 11, again at 2, then 4, and she’s up for the day sometime between 6 and 8am. She’s awake no longer than 30-60 minutes and goes back to sleep easy. She just gets up, chows down, goes to sleep.
Bad days… boy. Bad days. They used to be days where she would be awake from 2am-4am or longer, or wake up at 5am, or wake up several times between bedtime and midnight before really going to sleep. Two nights ago, she slept for a half hour sometime between 4am and 6am, and that was it. I can’t remember exactly. I WAS AWAKE WITH HER THE ENTIRE NIGHT. (Barring a 3am trip to Walgreen’s for infant Tylenol, during which her dad took care of her [read: slept like a rock with wiggling sniffling baby next to him]).
(Okay, I have to give him credit. He started the night off with her, keeping her company until 2am, then once I’d finally had enough after she’d gone to sleep and woken up a half hour later, he took over again. So it was a group effort.)
The day after was probably my hardest day with her so far in 6 months. It’s not really that she was more cranky than usual (she was), it’s just that I was pretty much a zombie the entire day. I don’t even really remember what we did. I think we played with some blocks a bit, and I think I skipped lunch but I really don’t know. Sometime yesterday I DID steam a carrot and puree it which was pretty cool. I’m still trying to figure out how to empty the water reservoir on our steamer without spilling it all over the place. I noticed the nugget’s voice was really hoarse, but I didn’t really think much of it. I figured it was from spending the entire night crying.
It didn’t occur to me that she might have a cold.
First cold and all-nighter… January 17th, check
So, we spent the whole day in PJs, and we probably will today, because she has no energy because she’s sick and I have no energy because… she’s sick. This is just the first time of many to come. I’m okay with that.
I can only throw so much humor and forced laughter at bad things before I snap (or worse, start resembling that scene from Final Fantasy X, you know the one), so here are some good things!
The nugget’s 6 month checkup was last week. She’s growing great and weed-like, as babies are wont to do. Her height percentile jumped up to 80th, and her weight hopped up to 25th. So she’s long and skinny, which makes her rather hard to clothe.
She’s eating more and more foods, including pear and mango and some avocado I pureed up for her just last night. (See right.) Newly pureed and frozen for sometime this week and next are carrot and zucchini. We’re trying to go back to more vegetables because the bananas & apples have spoiled her. Kid has quite the sweet tooth.
We’ve also started putting small, bite-size pieces of whatever we’re having for dinner on her tray, too. So far all she’s done is bang on them, but it’s no big deal. If she makes progress, she makes progress. No pressure.
Despite the cold, last night was a GREAT sleep night. I put her down at 8:30, and while she woke up and whined for a bit about an hour later, she soothed herself back to sleep and didn’t wake back up until 2am. So, essentially she skipped her first usual wake-up, which has been our goal recently! YAY! Here’s to hoping this keeps up tonight. And the next night And the next night, and so on…
A certain sick baby needs lots of huggles, so that’s the list for today. I’m off to cuddle and nuzzle and try to make her feel better.