Day 1 : That day my mom tucked me in as usual around 8.30 pm. Soon, I slept peacefully in my crib. But an hour later, I became so fussy waiting my mom to plug in my pacifier to my mouth. But she didn't! It was quite like hell, really. My mom and dad took turns to rock me back to sleep instead of giving me that binky. Once I settled, my parents put me back in the crib, and pretty soon they need to pick me up again as I was screaming for my binky. It took about an hour or so to finally keep me calm until midnight. Later, the cycle continued at 1 am and 3 am, and in the end my mom gave up and gave me the binky, it worked like a charm!
Day 2: It was much much easier to get me to sleep, only needs a few rockings and cradles. But the midnight and after midnight tragedy happened again, just like yesterday. But this time, my mom was much prepared as my fussiness was lesser.
Day 3: my mom went to see a doctor and we (me and dad) accompanied her. That was around my bedtime, and I managed to sleep while being carried by my dad. My parents thought this time would be much easier, so they put me down and got me changed for night time sleep. Was it so? think again! I became so fussy instead. Even 2 times attempt to nurse me didn't help. I screamed almost every hour that night. Around 2 am, my mom gave up and put me in the spring cot and attended to me until 5 am.
Day 4:Just like yesterday, we all went out to the library and do grocery shopping afterwards around my bedtime . And the same story happened when my parents wanted to put me, who was sleeping peacefully on my mom's arms, to the crib. This time round, my mom tried to distract me with toys when I became fully awake. I played with them on the bed for a while, and not long after that I became fussy wanting to sleep. Hugs and gentle rock finally made me slept completely. Well, not totally. From 1 am to 2.30 am, my mom did this cycle : picked me up, settled me down, put me back on the crib. I was fussy enough to make my mom frustrated and broke down to tears. My dad then put me in the spring cot and stayed with me till 5.30 am.
Day 5:The ritual began. It took about an hour and a half to put me to bed. My mom and dad decided to put me in the crib without the waterproof changing mat. Then a couple of times I cried and settled down eventually around 12 am without the need of night feeding at all (I refused to suck the teat offered). After that, my mom took off my ankle bracelet as the sound of it would alert me anytime. And it worked! I cried again at 4.30 am, being fed, and dozed off until 6 am.
Day 6:It was Friday, and dad decided to tuck me in to bed without having my mom's help. It was a struggle, he said. It took 30 minutes of crying to finally settle me down to sleep. Thereafter, I woke up crying 2-3 times until midnight. I was cranky somewhere around 3 am. My dad and mom took turned to get me back to sleep for an hour. Then I snoozed until 6 am for a feeding.
Day 7:This time, my parents noticed my second tooth (the central incisor) pusing through the gum line. That explained my fussiness, finally! (more than just wanting the pacifier back!). Just like the other days, my bedtime routine began and followed by the same fussiness pattern. At 2.30 am, my mom put me in the spring cot. Around 5 am, my dad let my mom slept for a while and took her role (swung the net!). And 5.30 am, I alerted both of them with my fussiness. A bottle of milk couldn't settle me down. Only later around 7 am, my mom fed me some wheat porridge with additional a teaspoon of gripewater, and managed to get me back to sleep in the spring cot again.
To be continued............
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