Reagan decided at 3:30 am that she wasn't going to sleep. Jim said "you got this right" as I hobbled out of bed (nice). I got her a bottle and wandered upstairs to plug the hunger hole. :) I changed her diaper and then quickly gave her a bottle. I thought that was it. NOPE!
I put her down in her bed soon after and then started to leave the room which caused Reagan to errupt in a way that I wasn't sure I'd heard before. She was SCREAMING! Oh My! She was so loud that I was taken back a bit by the whole thing. I turned around and she was sitting up with her arms up and screaming.
So, stupidly, I picked her up. Of course, that is what she wanted. So I held her and sang to her for a bit. When I was done, I put her back in bed again. Oh My! You would really have thought I was poking her with a hot poker. The screaming was just amazing. Hmmm. This time when I turned around, she was hanging onto the side of bed, jumping up and down and crying. Hmmm.
This time, I got her another bottle (with Motrin) he hee. Yea, that didn't work either. I gave her the bottle and sang again - of course. I was getting really tired at this point (one hour later) and thought, I'll just hold her maybe she'll pass out. NOPE. I did, but she didn't. I woke up with a crick in my neck and thought I'll try the couch. Yea, that didn't work either.
Needless to say, after a very long time and effort, I gave up. I thought - what the heck am I doing up here coddling her like this? So I stopped. I put her in bed and the horrific screaming commenced. I left her to her new found and loved activity and passed out on the couch upstairs (just in case she got out of her crib). I think I passed out asleep before her. :)
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