No, seriously, Jack isn’t well, in that he has his first ever cold. And yes, I gave it to him.
I don’t feel good about it, but it’s happened. It came on this morning; his nose just started dribbling as much as his mouth normally does, except this nose-dribbling-thing wasn’t normal. He also started acting a little more grumpy than he does normally, not drinking as much booby-juice as he normally would, and not wanting any of the food that his mum has spent so long making for him. Recently, he’s been having about 800-900 mls of milk plus food, but today, he was well down on that number, having around 550 mls by the time he went to bed, around after 6pm, crying, I might add.
He also has his first tooth looking like it might shine through, which might be adding to things. He had a bit of pain-relief, but it takes a little while to work, so the poor little guy had to fight through it for a while. Or fall sleep. Either way, he had to stop crying, which he eventually did.
We decided that we’d wake him up to give him more booby-juice before the night was out, otherwise he could be a problem in the night. So, his mum went upstairs to try and give him a little more and he’s ended up drinking about 200 mls – much more that I thought he would…! So, he was hungry, and, since he’s calmed down (as he’s been asleep for a couple of hours and not crying like he was earlier), he was much more amenable to topping-up his milk levels.
Hopefully, it’ll be enough to see him through the night, as if he wakes up, we’re waking up too, which I’m not looking forward to…
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