When LP has a cold, the Hoos and I automatically go into "problem solver mode". We try to come up with ways to alleviate her congestion and make her comfortable with the end goal of having her sleep through the night. Last night we decided to take the low-tech approach and put towels under the head end of her mattress to elevate her head and to use baby rub on her chest which would hopefully give off pleasant vapors that would keep her nasal passages open.
She woke up at 5:45. And was upside down in her crib, which meant that her head was angled down, instead of up. To take this further, she wasn't getting relief and we weren't getting any sleep.
After trying to get her to go back to sleep in her own crib, I gave in and brought her into our bed. When just being close to mommy wasn't enough, I further gave in and nursed her. Since it isn't easy for a sleepy, snotty little munchkin to find the correct spot from which to get milk at 6 o'clock in the morning, I have a lovely hickey on my chest.
Of course, nursing wasn't the cure-all I had hoped. Even though she was happier, she certainly wasn't sleeping. Instead she wanted to play. The Hoos was less than thrilled when she started poking his nose at 6:30. This was still better than her efforts to play "Bonkers" with me. "Bonkers" is this great game the Hoos made up where you lightly head-butt each other. I am sure the flaws of this game are obvious and I won't detail how enjoyable it was when LP initiated this 'game' at 6:45.
Today will revolve around caffeine, Tylenol and thoughts of an early bedtime.