Lets just say night two was much, much worse, despite having help from hubbers. Jeanne didn't eat much all day, but kept hydrated well. She just did. not. want. to. be. alone. So after much fussing, screaming, tantrums, arms and legs flailing, we took her to our bed. We did this knowing that she still wouldn't fall asleep for a long while, and that it was likely we wouldn't sleep much at all, as she is a total bed hog, and sleeps fitfully on the best of nights. She tends to sleep perpendicular to hubbers and I, which means one of us is being kicked mightily for awhile before we switch her.
Recently, as in the last 6-8 weeks, she's been regressing a lot, and wants to be held like a 'baby'. Unfortunately for hubbers, that means she needs to be snuggled in real tight into his arms, and he can't move. That's how she slept most of the night, if not curled up tightly against my back (as I wouldn't let her kick my belly).
I'll only mention the 12:30am diaper change and tyleonol fiasco that resulted in a wicked screaming session from Jeanne when we were not allowed to touch her or help her, only listen to the screams.
Today, hubbers and I are understandably exhausted, and both have a bit of a sore throat, but the good news is her fever has broke, and we are left with a runny nose and sleepy toddler. Hopefully she naps longer than 20 minutes today.
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