Well, last night we were in for an interesting treat. Barret didn't nap well yesterday and was pretty tired and showing signs that he was ready for bed at about 6. We gave him his bath and got him all cozy in his jammies, said our goodnights and put him down early...Either he was just fooling us or something came over him. He cried and screamed in his room for almost two hours, with the occasional pop in of either Mama or Daddy just to make sure he was okay. He was always laying in his bed some way or another and always screaming and always rubbing his eyes. About 8:30 Daddy finally got him settled down enough that he fell asleep and we thought we were in the clear. WRONG again. about 3am I woke up and heard him coughing. I didn't really think much of it because he has been coughing a little here and there throughout the past few days. However, an hour had past and I was still awake and Barret was still coughing and beginning to cry. I went to the kitchen to get him some water and tried to have him drink it in bed. Of course he wanted nothing to do with that and insisted that I pick him up before he drank anything. After a few minutes of trying to get his coughing under control (it was a success!) I laid him back down hoping he would just drift back off into dreamland. Again, I was wrong. As soon as I closed the door he started to scream and it got louder and louder for about 5 minutes until he was done. I don't know if he fell back asleep or just laid in his bed awake but at 4:15ish both Mama and Daddy woke up to a blood curdling scream. Daddy went in to have a talk with the young man about what we should and shouldn't do in the middle of the night, screaming being something we shouldn't do lol, and he tucked him in all nice and snug and Barret was quiet for a few minutes. Daddy got out of bed again at 4:30, Barret still screaming but still in his bed, and laid on the floor right next to Barret's bed. He told him he wasn't going anywhere and that it was okay to go to sleep. After about fifteen minutes Barret was sound asleep and didn't wake up until this morning when we had to leave to go to work.
Here is a picture of Barret's 'big boy' bed, with all the animals you could ever need to keep you safe!
The poor little guy must be having some pretty terrible nightmares because nothing else makes sense. He seems to love his new bed more than anything and insists on playing in it as much as he remembers it is there. Nothing in his room has changed other than the bed, our routines at night have stayed the same, and Barret is even eating better at dinnertime so we know he is not hungry. If you have any suggestions or thoughts on what's eating our little guy or even how to make him sleep better let us know! We don't really feel like going through this whole not sleeping thing again until Baby Gaffney comes...6 weeks people, 6 weeks.
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