Well I was COMPLETELY wrong. I picked Bridger up at the normal time hoping to find a happy, smiling little boy and instead I had a overly tired, sick baby boy. Since I had gone to Urgent Care back in Omaha I already had a script to treat what the doctor thought could be an ear infection. So I went ahead and filled it since the doctor's office was closed. Daddy was not home yet. So off to bed EARLY we went.
By Tuesday morning he seemed okay and so we continued to push on. Another bad day at daycare. No naps, pulling at his ear, resisting change and was not very happy. Since I didn't have any other choice and I knew Ben would be home that night I chalked it up as him being sick and that I should've stayed home. Ben got home late and decided he would keep Bridger on Wednesday just to get him over the hump.
Babies must know when change happens because Ben nor I got ANY sleep Tuesday night. On Wednesday morning I knew I had a HUGE parent meeting night that I HAD to present at so I told Ben I would be home late around 8'ish. But I wanted to see Bridger, so I woke him up since he fell asleep in the car ride home from Grandma and Grandpa's, we played a little, rocked a little and fell asleep. He did a little bit better Wednesday night so I figured we were on the mend.
Thursday came and I was already not my happy go lucky self since our parent turn out was low, and to top it off Daycare called at 8:20 to tell me that they ran out of formula. So I left and dropped some off. When I got there my poor guy was at the eating table and was crying and not wanting to eat ANYTHING. I tried rocking him and putting him to sleep, but every time I would lay him down he would scream. I didn't have any choice at this point since I had to go back to work. Looking back I should've taken him home. I feel awful and the whole day I just couldn't get over the feeling of leaving my baby boy who was struggling.
I decided at 5:00am this morning that I need to stay home with him in case he wasn't getting any better and so I made a doctor's appointment so we could get answers by the weekend. When I walked into the doctors office my own doctor knew something just wasn't right with us. After looking in Bridger's ears and checking him out he told me that his ears looked fine and no ear infection. He asked how I was doing and that's when everything just hit me like a ton of bricks. Between the lack of sleep, the guilt I felt for leaving Bridger yesterday and a baby who is clearly off his schedule I lost it.
I am so grateful today for our doctor who reassured me that every baby goes through transitions and that it's okay. After talking through everything we now have a plan. Bridger is so close to walking, he has more teeth coming in and today while I was home he only wanted one nap (12-2:30). So I will continue to watch him over the weekend and hopefully next week at daycare we will have a better week.
On a lighter note I LOVE having my husband home. He truly has a way of making every stressful situation manageable. If it wasn't for him I wouldn't laugh so hard, smile so much and know that everything is going to be okay. He may LOVE Gold Rush in the evenings and has ALOT of episodes to catch up on, but we love having him home every night and miss him too much while he is on the road.
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