It's already 1pm and it's Jacob's nap time but he isn't planning on going to bed any time soon. Jacob is still so hyper. I'm already worn out. Tried putting him to bed a couple of times but he resisted and crawled back onto the floor. By this time, he was getting very restless.
Attempt no.3: Made him a bottle of milk, put him back on the bed and fed him. Drank 1 oz. Failed.
Attempt no.4: Carried him and plop him on the bed, gave him his pacifier. Sang "The Incy Wincy Spider". He cried louder. Resisted and wanted me to carry him. Again failed.
Attempt no.5: He began to cry incessantly. He was throwing tantrums and really crying. I'm at wits end. Couldn't figure out what he wants. Ok, figured he wanted to get out of the room or go kai kai but I wasn't intending on giving in just yet. I didn't want him to think that he could get what he wanted by crying. Another part of me felt bad because I let him cry. Still, I wasn't relenting. He didn't too.
Attempt 6: Carried him, craddled and soothe him but it didn't work. He continued to cry. Failed again.
Attempt 7: I probably lost count on the number of attempts I made. By now my attempts are now to get him to bed but more so to pacify and soothe him. Placed him on the floor and let him cry. He cried and threw his tantrums. I left him alone. I felt bad but if that's the way to train him to accept no for answer, then that's the way it has to go. He cried. I'm tired.
Attempt no.8 & 9: Craddled and placed him on the bed. Fed him his milk. Caress his forehead and whispered to him "I love you very much". He quietly accepted and drank until he fell asleep, still choking from too much phlegm in his throat as a result of too much crying.
He finally stop crying and slept. The last time he cried so much was last Sunday. We were at Pizza Uno for our brunch when he pooped (he has been having diarrhea for the past 1 week due to stomach infection caused by some viral he picked up). Hubby decided that we should clean him when we get home instead of doing it at the restaurant. Our little friend cried the whole journey home and continued to cry even after we've cleaned him up. Both of us were stressed out. I was exhausted from all the restraining I had to do so that his poo don't leak out of his diaper. Hubby took him out of the room to calm him down. It didn't work. He then took him to the car, placed him by the steering wheel and enticed him with the signal light and wiper indicator by flicking it on and off for several times until his cries subsided.
This is really exhausting.
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