I was exhausted all day Wednesday. Tuesday night he slept through the night for the most part. Then last night he woke up fussing at 2:30. I'm sure it's the molars. They're coming in so slowly. It's driving us all nuts. So I gave him some ibuprofin rocked him and put him back in his crib. He wanted to come into bed with us. It's amazing how I can discern his cries. Last night he was angry at me for putting him in his crib. I can tell the difference between that, and a cry of pain. Or at least I think I can. The former sounds more forced and yell-y. The latter is shrill and desperate.
So, I kind of "ferber'd" him again. It took an hour to get him back to sleep. He'd lie down if I was in the room with him, but he'd give up after a few minutes and start yelling. So, I left him for about two minutes and let him yell, and then I went in and lay him back down, and then I'd leave. Then he'd start yelling again after about two minutes so I let him yell for five minutes, which felt like an eternity to me and Rich. Then I lay him down again and he went to sleep.
But I couldn't get back to sleep. I started sneezing and my nose was running nonstop for over an hour. So, I was late to work again, and I'm exhausted today. Eric seemed a little mad at me this morning, but I quickly realized that it was in my head. How can we deal with this sleep conundrum without making ourselves sick or crippling ourselves with guilt?