Thursday, September 23, 2010

In Which Connor Is A Sadkin

Well today was not exactly one of the most fun days I have ever had in my life.

Jeremy was feeling better this morning and went into work, but I woke up still in the throes of The Gremlin Invasion and feeling thoroughly miserable.  I crawled into the shower and mentally steeled myself to get Connor up and take him to school.  I figured I could stand about ten feet off and push him over to his aide to avoid the risk of infecting anyone else, and then I could rush home and enjoy three blissful hours of sleep before I had to pick him up again. 

It didn't quite work out that way.

So I went in to get Connor ready at about 8:00 after not hearing any noise from his room, and was surprised to find that he was still asleep.  Normally he starts waking up when I give him his meds at 7:00, and is very ready to get up by 7:30 or so.  I gently woke him up and told him it was time to go to school.  He opened his eyes, took one look at me and burst into tears. 

He cried for the next two hours

He was obviously miserable-- basically he was a limp and sodden mess draped against my shoulder who was rapidly covering my shirt in tears and snot.  He would stop crying for a few minutes and drift back off into an uneasy sleep before waking up and immediately starting to sob like his little heart was breaking.  Obviously school was not going to work out so well.  So I called and told them he wouldn't be coming in today as he was sick again and prepared to hunker down with him for the day.  He didn't have a fever and nothing seemed tender; he was just kind of congested (though it's hard to tell if that came before or after all of the crying) and extremely sad.

I quickly discovered that there were two circumstances in which I could get him to stop crying.  I could either cuddle him on my lap and rock back and forth gently with him while singing one of four different songs, or I could cuddle him on my lap and watch TV.  Those were my choices.  Any attempt to put him down, sing a different song, change positions, bang my head against the wall, etc. was met with the same reaction as if I'd decided to stomp a puppy in front of him.  By about hour five of this I was ready for someone to rock and cuddle me. 

And by the time Jeremy came home (around hour ten of this) I was really tempted to shove our son at him and lock myself in the bathroom until past his bedtime. 

So I have absolutely no idea what that was all about.  Normally this is the most laid-back kid in the world, so something was obviously up.  If he does this again tomorrow I'll take him in to see the doctor; maybe he's got a UTI or something that's making him uncomfortable.  Or maybe I just threw off his groove when I woke him up this morning; it's happened in the past.  However normally when he's having a Very Sad Time because of sensory issues when I put him back in his bed he stops crying instead of immediately doing his best impression of a fire engine.

I'm really hoping that tomorrow he's his normal happy self, or that at least by then the Gremlins have moved on.  Then at least I'll have a little more energy to deal with The Saddest Sadkin That Ever There Was.

Not a fun day.



Anonymous said...

Poor little guy. Some days, I feel like bursting into tears when I wake up, too.

I hope all of you are feeling better today.


leah said...

What an exhausting and rough day! Here's to a happier (and gremlin-free) day today!

Julia said...

Oy, what a trying day. I wonder what the problem was. Maybe he's concerned about the upcoming midterm elections. Well, hopefully a day's worth of cuddling did him some good, and a night's worth of healing did you some good, and you can both say adieu to Saddy Sadkin.

Terena said...

I think as soon as we become moms, there should be a super power that's turned on, making us immune to all illness and able to function perfectly on two hours of sleep.

Hope you all feel better soon.

Wherever HE Leads We'll Go said...

Yikes! That sounds like a really tough day! Hope you are both feeling MUCH better tomorrow!

Anonymous said...

um...connor has blossomed alot in the last month....maybe that on top of being sick earlier this week sent him over the edge....

Herding Grasshoppers said...

What a sad, sad, endurance-event of a day.

Hope you're both feeling better tomorrow.


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