Thank you Benadryl
You know that story your parents love to tell about the time when you were a baby and they couldn't get you to sleep, so they drove you around town in the middle of the night until you fell asleep?
Yeah that was us Saturday night.
As soon as I put Bennett into bed, he started screaming and crying and standing holding onto the side of his crib then freaking out because he hasn't figured out how to get back down and it's scary to let go. I would go back into his room, lay him down and cover him up only to start the cycle over again. He wasn't hungry because we tried giving him a bottle three different times, he only ate a little bit then pushed it away.
I was in tears and felt bad for Chris because he had to be up at 5:45 since he was playing all four of the services at church the next day.
Finally at 3:45 am Chris brings out the carseat and said "we are going for a ride."
We grabbed the ipod so we could listen to the white noise Bennett usually falls asleep to.
We then hopped on the elevator, drove out of the winding parking garage and found our way to I-405 and I-5, over the Marquam Bridge and then over the Fremont bridge then back down onto 405 through downtown.
Success. He had finally fallen asleep. We decided to make another lap just in case. Portland really is beautiful at night. Downtown looks so peaceful from the other side of the river.
After the second lap, we drove home. The elevators are quick at this time of night...er morning.
We debate on if we should risk waking him up by taking him out of the carseat.
It's not worh it.
So we put the carseat into the crib with him in it.
4:15 finally bed time.
At least we got a few hours of sleep.
For the last two nights, he has fought going to bed.
Since he isn't feeling well, the doc said we can give him a tiny bit of Benadryl, which has helped him sleep through the night.
Thank you Benadryl.