We got home & she napped for a bit, but apparently she was just resting up her lungs because she woke up WAILING. I mean, totally inconsolable. We gave her some Tylenol & I went through the usual calming mechanisms- tried to feed her, nothing. Ducky, nope. Tried the swing, no dice. Tried rocking, nein (oh, did I forget to mention Fi speaks German?). Baby was crying, mama was crying. All I could think is how bad she must be hurting and how she must be wondering why the eff no one was taking away the pain.
Enter papa Rob. He worked whatever magic it is that only dads have & she settled down. God, I love that man. He managed to get her to sleep and we spent the night sleeping on the couch next to her swing, which made for a long night but thankfully she seems to be back to her smiley self today and I'm left dreading going through this vaccine business all over again in 2 months.
Nice work, Papa Rob. Luckily I haven't had to be present for Alli's shots, but I've been there for the aftermath - I know it's not fun. Good news is, it only lasts the afternoon and they're back to normal by the next morning. It sucks, but I know the shots are important to keep them healthy.
ReplyDeleteI totally feel ya on the daddy being able to calm her down thing... Eric has some special talent that I have no idea what he does, but it works too. They must be more calm and relaxed than us when we're crying and stressed. :) See you Friday!!!
ReplyDelete