Poor little Benji has contracted whatever illness the rest of us have been afflicted with for two weeks (has it really been that long?!). He's been extremely fussy over the last two days, partially because he is teething, and partially because his tummy is angry. At least, that is what we are assuming. It's so hard to figure out what's wrong with babies when they can't say "tummy hurt!". All Ben can do is wail - and wail he does.
Last night was the climax of it all. He was up every two to three hours (which, really, was the "norm" not that long ago) and refused to be consoled by anything we tried. He wouldn't even nurse. I don't know about you, but the most helpless I have ever felt is when I have a distraught baby and no power to calm him down. When it's 3:00 in the morning, your baby is clawing at you and screaming in your face, and you can't get him to nurse, it's difficult to believe that the world is not ending.
Today I am using a wonderful little trick called "Turn On The TV" to help keep his mind off his troubles. So far? so good! He's actually crawling around and entertaining himself! I can make eye contact with him without fearing that he's going to burst out wailing. He seems to be back to his ever-pleasant, heart-winning, contented little self.
This mama? is thanking Jesus for the grace to face another day.
It is the worst! One trick that works with Thomas when he is feeling miserable and can't be soothed in the middle of the night is I take a warm shower with him. It's usually only ten minutes or so but usually before we get out he is calm enough to fall back asleep in my arms. Get better soon little guy!
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