Had an extremely rough night last night. Mia has been poorly for a while now. At least three weeks by my reckoning. Her cold seems to be ramping up now. She has started coughing due to the amount of phlegm coming out of her shnozz.
Yesterday evening after only a few hours she woke. After the obligatory 5oz of milk I tried to put her back into her cot. After this, she continued a low-level wail for at least an hour which slowly got louder and louder. In the end I plucked her out of her cot and took her downstairs.
I tried to give her some Calpol. It started okay, she happily sucked the Calpol from the syringe. Unbeknownst to me she hadn’t swallowed it and when I pulled the syringe out she promptly squirted it over her sleeping bag. Beast!
Getting her back to sleep was a non-starter. She was very congested and was probably disturbed because her cot base had been lowered earlier that evening. This brings me on to Mia’s latest developments. She has started to ‘almost cruise’. Mostly she pulls herself up onto her knees. Yesterday Amy spotted her actually standing in her cot while holding onto the bars. This is what prompted the lowering of the cot in case she tumbled out headfirst :-(.
So how did the night pan out? In the end we both slept upstairs in the loft room. Thankfully after a little wailing and wriggling she settled down to sleep…until 4am! Oh joy! She has recently been waking for a feed at 4am each night on the dot. After wolfing down her milk she slept(in her own cot thankfully) until 7am. She must have been shattered. I know how she feels!