Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Baby Teething

i never thought that a baby could cry so much.
this all started on monday... actually sunday night
baby got a temperature... a pretty high temperature
so we thought "bubba is coming down with something".
he had a miserable night... barely drank any milk
you see he has a habit of waking during the night for feedings.
but we had just started giving him milk mixed with rice cereal... so he stays full through the night.
we thought that this might help him gain some weight also (in the long run)
because he has always been a pretty lean baby...
monday night was different, he refused milk... so we assumed that he would wake up later and want his milk... he did wake up but he refused to drink... this is when the temperature started...
so we gave him medicine and put him to bed...

next day my wife stayed home and her mother came to help...because she is a workaholic... so she had to go to work and get some papers so she can work at home...
when can she work at home, i don't know... but thats another story...the kid gives you barely any breathing room...

so needless to say he was miserable the whole day.
at night he woke about every two hours... and drank maybe 2 ounces of milk....
he usually puts down way more than that during his habitual night feedings...
but he at least was eating...
and peeing...
i am told that this is important when babies are sick.

i took the day off to spend it with him
his mom had jury duty.
i usually never take days off.... but bubba was sick... so i stayed home...
the boy for the first half of the day felt like if he was part of me...
he refused to eat or drink anything...
but i eventually got him to eat some prunes... i thought he might had been constipated...
turns out he was not...
i spent a good deal of time wiping his behind....
i was able to get him to drink some milk
and he did drink lots of fluids.
the boy loves to drink water... go figure

he would only sleep in his swing... and for only half hour increments....
the first half of the day... sucked
i used the time to catch up on the daily show and the colbert report...
my wife got released from jury duty about one... they settled the case she was supposed to jury... she shows up with food and a headache.... i was hoping to be relieved or for at least a break... but i was wrong.... i guess daddy duty is 24/7... not just when mommy is not around...
my wife took a nap...
he started behaving differently....
he played on his own for a long time...
its was almost like having a break...
night came and it was time to put him to sleep
we did his bedtime routine and today he decides he does not want to drink anything before going to bed.
bubba generally does not make too much of a fuss... but tonight he wails...
he is in pain...
this is when i finally think that his teeth must be hurting
my wife spends about an hour trying to get him to sleep
she does anything possible to try to get him to calm down
he does not...
i try to help but by this time she is so frustrated that we end up just aggravating each other and getting into an argument... she storms out off the room...
i finally get the kid to sleep....
he falls asleep and wakes every two to three hours...of course we think he is hungry... he has a habit of drinking at night... but he refuses any bottle... it is as if we are insulting him by trying to feed him...
by four in the morning my wife just tells me to try and get some sleep
i cant sleep... all i hear is lucas crying...
he does for about 2 hours...
by that time i am downstairs... making myself lunch for work...
my wife comes down... and we talk... she is going to take him to the doctor....
he has been miserable for three days straight...
we have been miserable for three days straight...
she goes upstairs and tries to get a bit of rest... but guess what... he wakes up...
the scourge of the sangiovanni household... our beloved master...
she goes to get him...
i go up and give him a bottle... he only drinks two ounces...
he takes turns going from mom to dad...  he has no temperature...
hopefully he feels better...
he seems to feel better... they both walk me to the door and he wants me too cary him...
he smiles at me... and i give him back to my wife...
i wave bye...
and close the gate behind me...
he cries out for me... its sweet...
i laugh to myself because today my wife will take him to the doctor and they will check him out and tell her that he is all right... and they'll probably look at her like she is a crazy mom...
but we are crazy...
crazy about our boy