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Catching Zzz's?

Last night was the first night this week that Thomas didn't cry out in his sleep. He's been wailing, yelling words, and whining. The first time it happened he seemed so distraught- almost in pain- that I ran to him before I could stop myself and scooped him up out of bed and gave him a drink of milk and put him back down.

Another night he cried out in a mild wail that tapered off into dreams. He kept doing it though until I went into his room and he didn't seem to see me but was grasping at the blanket trying to put it over his feet. I tucked him in but he never acknowledged me.

The rest of the nights he kept his eyes closed no matter how loudly his voice seemed to be awake. Finally we have accepted this new animal, and when he cries John says, "he's asleep" and I go back to sleep too. Afterall, when he is awake, he yells, "Mommy, Mommy, MOMMY! All done!"

Last night there were no outbursts, no moans, no cries of desperation. I had my own bouts of heartburn and woke several times for various pregnancy -related causes, and as I walked by his room, I heard Thomas say something. I paused to listen and he started singing-humming in his crib. Happy Dreams?

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The Albrecht Geekclan said…
Ah Paige, all I can do is laugh!
September 28, 2009 at 10:51 AM
The Albrecht Geekclan said…
P.S. I LOVE the photo of your little family! I hope you really are having Fall like weather there. It is still in the high 90s and 100s here. I'm really for Fall!!
September 28, 2009 at 10:52 AM
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