That's how I feel after getting about only 6 hours of sleep this past weekend. Nathan was up every hour on the hour Saturday night and last night J threw up 4 times. I tried rocking him in the glider, walking with him, laying him down in his crib and rubbing his back but he was pretty inconsolable. After changing his clothes and sheets twice I brought him to bed with me thinking that might help calm him down but he tossed and turned. Needless to say I was feeling pretty depleted when he did finally settle down and I was able to get in bed. But of course Nathan woke up as soon as I laid down.
J hasn't thrown up out of the blue in quite some time but he wasn't warm to touch and didn't have a fever so of course I feared that his reflux was rearing its ugly head; just as I thought we were finally turning a corner. He threw up 3 times this morning but was able to keep down the Pedialyte Carlene gave him just before his nap. He also kept down his milk after his nap and was back to his usual happy self and snacked away on Goldfish. He had no problems eating his soup for dinner and even wanted the sweet potatoes I was feeding Nathan. So now I'm pretty positive that it was something he ate yesterday that didn't agree with him and just needed to work it's way out of his system. Here's hoping tonight's a lot better than last night.
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