Preface: In case you weren't aware, our whole house has been sick this past week. It first started last weekend with colds--runny, runny noses of all 3 boys. Of course, after constantly wiping 3 noses all day for a few days, Ryan & I got sick too. With all 5 sick, it was a challenging week. Now the colds are turning into coughs.....1:13am-I hear Andrew coughing loudly...I think it will stop, but he just keeps coughing...
1:25am-I think that maybe he just has a tickle in his throat and would like a little water. I get out of bed, pour a little glass of water, and take it into his room.....only to find that he was still asleep..but still coughing in his sleep.
*decision time*--Do I wake him up to give him a sip of water that he clearly needs to stop coughing, or do I just let him sleep, hoping that he'll stop coughing soon (even though it's been about 10 minutes of continuous coughing at this point...)?????
I decide to pick him up ever so gently, and give him some of the water. I reach in, pick my little man up, and give him some water. Interestingly enough, he pretty much stayed asleep---sipping some water and all! I put him back in his crib, he nestled into his blankets, and looked pretty much asleep!
I think I practically danced my way back into our room to high five Ryan, all the while thinking my "mommy-skills" and "mommy-instict" were stop on!! I was so excited he got his water AND stayed asleep! Wasn't I the best??!!!
1:45am-coughing starts again
I can't believe it! Didn't I just give him water?? Maybe it wasn't enough?? Maybe I should go in again and give him some more?
Still on my "mommy-high" I jump out of bed, promising Ryan "Don't worry, I'll be right back!" Couldn't have been more wrong....
I head back in, aiming to do the exact same thing as before....
I reach in, pick up Andrew, and ....
he wakes right up...and I mean wide awake! Oh boy, did my plan backfire! Now here he is, drinking my water that I so wanted him to drink, but he is blabbing "dada" the whole time and I can't believe it!
But I think, "I am sure he'll go right back to sleep--it's pitch black in this room, and he must be tired!"
2am-I put him back in his crib and cover him up...all looks good. I'm feeling pretty good again!
2:05am-I am back in bed, all ready to sleep 3 more hours until Danny wakes up at 5 (our early bird)....
2:35am-Andrew starts crying...I can tell right away that he is standing up in his crib. I go back to his room to put him down. As I'm walking out, he stands up again.
And again. And again.
I can't even leave the room before he jumps on up again. I can't believe it. Doesn't he know what time it is????
This game of up/down went on until 3:42am. Yes, that long. When I finally crawled back into bed, that great feeling that I had a few hours ago when I first put him down asleep was long gone. I couldn't believe that Danny would be up in little more then an hour. Ahhh!!
I realized that I have gotten spoiled with these boys sleeping from 7pm-5am (Danny).
Last night reminded me of those nights in the beginning when we were up every 3 hours feeing the boys.
Hopefully tonight the boys will sleep a little better and I will have to think twice before I wake a sleeping, sick baby up to give him some water......