Today for the first time in Henry's entire life, he fought taking a nap. This was weird because yesterday he took a 3 hour nap, after his dad had to come get him at the co-op because he was crawling all over the floor begging to be put down for nap (at 11:00AM). He would nap at 10AM if I let him--but then he would need to go to bed at like 5:30PM and that's just not happening. He already goes to bed ridiculously early.
So, I put him down at 12 like normal and he just tossed and turned and tossed and turned for an hour, and then after an hour and a half of crying and tossing and turning I called Justin because I was scared and upset. He has NEVER done this. Henry is so predictable that when anything...anything different happens, it freaks me out. I went in his room for the billionth time, I changed his diaper that didn't really need to be changed, I put jammy pants on him and I put Benadryl ointment on a mosquito bite he got on his ear this morning and then after about 5 minutes he was asleep. I don't know if it was the diaper, the pants, the anti-itch cream....I have no idea what did it. But if he hadn't taken his nap, I don't know what I would have done. I might have been crazy enough to take him to the doctor because that's how completely strange it would be for him to skip his nap.
After his nap we all went swimming and then came home for tacos. I gave Henry some of my sparkling water and after a few minutes he began to whimper at the table. He had this weird, uncomfortable look on his face and he would not answer me when I asked what was wrong. He just whimpered and I was about 5 seconds from panicking and then Henry let out two very large burps and smiled.
My entire happiness is 100% dependent on this child's well-being. And this is for the rest of my life. Ugh.....I'm not cut out for this world.
Sounds like pretty much every day at the Bucher house. You can do it!
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