Eric has been waking up quite frequently in the night and I already have a very sparse sleeping schedule. I am lucky to get to sleep before 11:30 and have to get up at 5:30 to let daycare kids in. Plus the usual feeding in the night. Anyway, last night, just as I had gotten into a deep sleep, Eric woke up - about 1:30. He was not happy. I tried feeding him, but that's not what he wanted. I tried sucking his boogers out with the booger sucker (he has been congested). I got some out, but that still didn't calm him down. I held and bounced and swung and did all the normal things to try and calm him down. He wouldn't let me stop moving; I couldn't even sit down with him.
Anyone that knows me knows that when I am woken up, I am not a happy camper. I tried just laying him down and letting him cry, but it was so loud and echo-y in my room that I couldn't do it. So, after an hour of screaming (him and a little me) I made the decision. I took him into my closet and laid him on the floor and just let him scream. I was to my breaking point - and that point is pretty easy to get to at 2 AM. I am pretty sure I fell asleep before he did, but either way, he did fall asleep for at least another hour and a half. So yes, I am a mean, terrible mother who lets her child scream on the floor of her closet while she sleesp.
I usually pride myself in my patience with infant moods, but it was pretty rude of him to let me fall asleep only to immediately wake me up and keep me moving for an hour... Just kidding. I think he had a tummy ache or something, but I can only sleep/move on my feet for so long. He and I are on much better terms this morning. I still love this sweet baby and he can wake me up whenever he wants.
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| This pic isn't from this morning, but just to show how it's hard to stay mad at such an adorable face. |
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