Last night M woke up around 2:30am to nurse...nothing out of the ordinary. He was pretty much asleep again as I attempted to put him back in his crib. M, however, wanted none of that and was wide awake. All attempts at resettling were met with whines, grumbles, crying and flailing. For close to three hours this went on. I decided to attempt co-sleeping with him in the guest room (a tactic that has worked in the past) but no dice. Another half hour of baby boy thrashing, whining, rolling around and attempting head stands. He was exhausted and so was I. About the time the husband was getting ready for work (5ish) M finally settled down and snuggled up to nurse and we both dozed for an hour or so.
Nap time came very early and it seemed to be another possible battle to get him to nap in the crib but I've resorted to sleep by any means necessary. M is snuggled in my arms, nursing at will and still asleep for just over two hours. I don't know if it is teething, growth spurt, sniffles from a cold or allergies or all of the above. I hope that M wakes up on the happy side of his nap.
At times like this I wonder how I ever could have managed twins. I would have because you just figure it out. Oh how I would have loved to try. My sleep deprivation isn't making it easy to contemplate. It always hurts more when I'm tired.