Good Days & Bad Nights

My little perfect monster has gone from sleeping through the night, to…well not. It all started about a week ago. Monday was a normal day for us. Same routine on naps, feeding, playing, etc. Callan was happy and playful. We did the same normal nightly routine, and put him down in his crib to sleep. He fell asleep right away, like usual. At about 1:30am, he woke up screaming and so of course, I go in there, change his diaper, feed him a bottle, and burp him. By the time I am done burping him, he is fast asleep on my shoulder. I go to put him back down in his crib, and the second, and I do mean thee very second, he touched the crib mattress, he was wailing again. So I picked him back up, and rocked him to sleep again. The same scenario when I go to put him in the crib again. So I went out into the living room, and put him in the vibra-chair, and he falls right to sleep, while I toss and turn on the couch all night. Tuesday, daytime was great, and then it is bedtime. Callan goes right to sleep again. This time, it is 12:30am, and he is up and wailing. I go to him, do the diaper and the bottle, and he falls asleep on me. I put him in the crib, he seems like he is sleeping, so I crawl back into bed, and the minute I am comfy and ready to fall back asleep, Callan is wailing. So I just go put him on the vibra-chair, and lay on the couch. Callan does not want to sleep. He wants to play. He laughs at me every time I get up to put his pacifier in and bounce the chair. After about an hour, he falls asleep, while once again I toss and turn on the couch. Wednesday, great day. Good bedtime routine. Falls asleep. 11:00pm comes. Callan is awake once again. Diaper wet. Change it. Try to feed bottle, he only takes about 2 ounces. I try to rock him to sleep, he is looking around. I put him in the vibra-chair. He wants to play. It is 2:00am, and my child is still wide awake. So I sit and play on the computer, since I know he is not gonna fall asleep anytime soon. I am exhausted and drained. Finally he falls asleep, but I can’t. So I just stay awake. Sure enough, one hour later, Callan is up screaming again. And again, not hungry. Is he overly tired? I don’t know. Is he not tired at all? Well, he should be tired. He does not take naps much anymore during the day. I don’t know what the matter is. But I am almost to my breaking point. I don’t mind getting up in the night. I am used that from the newborn days. I could get up 20 times in the night, as long as we can do our business and go right back to bed. My problem with the little monster is getting him to go back to sleep! Because if he goes back to sleep, Mama can go back to sleep! Thursday comes around, time for bed. All goes well. It is 8:00pm, his regular bedtime. He falls fast asleep. Then it is 10:00pm, and he is awake!!! Is this a joke? Is it the reflux bothering him again? Teething? I don’t think so because he does not seem in pain. He eats, gets a diaper change and we let him cry it out until he falls asleep. We have never let him cry it out, and it bothers me a lot to listen to him scream like that. But after about ten minutes he is sleeping. By the time I go to bed, two hours later, guess who is awake? I tend to him but go back to bed letting him cry it out. He eventually falls asleep. Friday night, he is awake and screaming again. And I have reached my wits end. I cry it out with Callan. He screams for an hour. We give him Tylenol because just maybe he is hurting, although he does not seem like it. He cries for twenty more minutes, and falls asleep. Mama cries for another hour while Daddy holds her and comforts her. Callan gets up three more times Friday night. Saturday is a good day. And a good night. He sleeps through the night again. Same with last night, and hopefully tonight. Not sure what Callan was going through, but (knock on wood) it is over!