We’ve been doing well with bedtime the last few days and last night was no exception. He didn’t nurse to sleep, so I put him in the crib at 9pm – he squawked for less than 2 minutes and then fell asleep. He woke a couple of times in the next 2 hours and fussed, but never enough to require attention (he was back to sleep again before we made it down the hallway). Then he slept right through to 7:00 this morning! A good, solid 10 hours! I went to bed at 1, so I had 6 hours straight – it’s been a while since that happened.
It’s great that he had such a good rest because this morning he had his 12-month immunization shots. They hurt! He had one in each leg and one in each arm – he couldn’t even concentrate to nurse through them. After he’d had the shots, I was hugging and soothing him … the public health nurse paid me a really nice compliment. She said to her trainee, “that’s textbook attachment parenting … notice how quickly he calms down after being so upset”. Not that I need anyone’s approval on how I’m parenting my son – his approval is what I really care about – but it’s still nice to hear when someone thinks you’re doing a good job.
He was only a little bit clingier than normal, but had a bit of a jealous tantrum at one point that surprised me. I was talking on the phone when Danika asked to be picked up. Nicholas was across the room and came racing over, crying “Mama” and tugged at my pant leg. Jealousy? Really? I don’t know for sure, but that’s what it felt like.
Bad news from the doc – the throat swab I had on Friday confirmed that the nasty sore throat I’ve had for a week now was, in fact, Strep Throat, so I’ll have to fill that script she gave me for antibiotics. Mum has it now, too, and is having a really rough go of it. She was supposed to go home tomorrow, but this might keep her around for a few more days. I sure hope I didn’t pass it to any of the little kidlets who were here on Saturday!
When Patrick put Nicholas to bed tonight, he only squawked for 15 seconds! I’m starting to feel somewhat confident that I could possibly go out one night and not have to worry about pumping! Could it really be that time already? Hmm, it does also come with a little bit of sadness that he’s really not a baby anymore.