All of a sudden, he's been crying his head off instead of sleeping as if he never learned to sleep in his crib. Last night, I actually let him cry for 2 hours in his crib before finally rescuing him. TWO HOURS! Judah never cried that long when I sleep-trained him--45 minutes tops. But Noah has the stamina of a team of wild horses, apparently. The dude cried like he was being dipped in battery acid for TWO HOURS and probably would've kept going if I had the heart to let him.
In general, Noah's napping/sleeping has deteriorated to the point where I absolutely dread nap times and bedtimes. At some point I know I will be asking myself to make the impossible choice--pick him up and risk 'spoiling' him or let him cry for a long time and feel myself shrivel up and die.
|Noah and his horrible eye infection.|
To make matters worse, whenever Noah cries for a long time his eye infection gets much much worse. In general, his eye is not getting any better and it's making me beyond frustrated and sad. It looks so flaming angry and red after a big cry session--like something that spawned from the evil of Mordeth in Shadar Logoth (so sue me, I'm a fantasy nerd going through the Wheel of Time series while I'm waiting for G.R.R. Martin to take his sweet honey time finishing Book 7-9 of Game of Thrones. Any day now Martin!)
Anyway, where was I?
Oh yeah, hell. Baby hell. A land where everyone's tired and cranky but nobody sleeps. Ever.