This evening the baby would NOT go down at bedtime. He screamed and screamed. We knew he was tired. He’d been rubbing his eyes and fussy for a while before we put him down (he does not have a fever. We checked). I swore we’d give him a bottle and then he would go right to sleep. No such luck. Here it is over an hour later and he is still up in his crib screaming. I don’t know how he does it. My throat hurts just listening to him.
(went to attend to baby. This part of blog written after boys fell asleep)
I had gone in his room a couple of times to lie him back down and soothe him by rubbing his back, talking to him softly and singing to him. The singing thing worked. The only problem was, once I stopped he went crazy. I went downstairs and grabbed one of my greatest hits albums that I found while cleaning and put it into his little CD player next to the bed. At “Bring on The Rain” he finally started to calm down. By “Lesson In Leavin” he was still sitting up and fussing but not screaming. I really don’t think it had much to do with the music. I think he wore himself out. It breaks my heart that he fights sleep so much. He still gets up through the night and going down for a nap is always a struggle. I wish I knew that he was OK. You know, I don’t want him to think that we don’t care because sometimes we let him “cry it out”. All this to say, bedtime tonight has been exhausting. Probably more stressful for me than the baby.