Thursday, January 29, 2009

Rough Day...

Nathanial is either extremely irritable because of the razor blades trying to push their way through his gums, or he has another ear infection. I say this because, it has been one heck of a day!

The morning was good. He ate a good breakfast. Enjoyed the delicacies that Mama provides...waffles, kiwi, mixed berry yogurt. Then, around 10:15, he starts getting a little cranky and I figure it's time for a bottle and perhaps a nap. He downed the bottle and then, boom, was wide awake again, ready to go! This concerns me mainly on Thursdays because we have OT in the afternoon, and if he hasn't nap, it's almost not worth going because he's just not into it.

So, he doesn't sleep. I figure, okay, I'll wait until 11:00. Wait until 11:00...still no sleep. At this point, I realize that it's going to be after lunch before he closes his so weary eyes. About this point, I get the sense that he's really hurting because he's fussing, his hands are in his mouth, yada, yada, yada. I administer Tylenol.

So, I wait until about 11:30 and make us both lunch. By the time we're done, he's completely exhausted. I put him in his bed. He SCREAMS...

I rush and get ready and decide to just take him on a drive which does eventually put him to sleep. He was a perfect ANGEL during OT.

I then stopped by Mom's to pick up orange juice and meat, (Thanks mom!) and let them have a little visit and then head home. Nathanial doesn't go to sleep in the car. He takes a bottle when he gets home. He's fine until about 3:45 and then, he's cranky.

So, I start rocking again and try to put him down. SCREAMING, SCREAMING, SCREAMING!
I finally give up, give him more Tylenol and take him to the den to play. He makes it through dinner and then goes to bed EARLY. Poor thing was exhausted.

I just hate feeling like I don't know exactly what is going on or how to help him all of the time. He's not running a fever, and I want to give it a day before I go to the doctor as I just went thinking Nathanial's jaw was swollen (Nana, Mamaw, the OT and the receptionist at pediatric rehab ALL noticed it)...Dr. looked me like I was nuts.

Anyway, cheers to Tylenol, Motrin and Orajel!

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