Ethan was acting up a bit early this evening. Didn't know what was wrong with him. His yi-yi Angeline had to carry him and talk to him to "soothe" and "amuse" (aka to give attention) - mind you, it really works. (Babies like it when you talk to them and talking to them I mean, like an adult conversation, just don't expect any clever replies.) I thought he was wanting attention you see, so got some help to chat him up, walked him around and basically "entertained" him.
Had a huge weekend, was out and had issues in the family. So I had to quickly pack for the week. While I was packing and cleaning up, I'd occasionally stopped by to blow him kisses or hugs. At one point, he felt a little warm. I disregarded it and went on doing my own stuffs. (WELL, I disregarded it because Ethan is generally warm. Anyone will love hugging him because he is always nice and warm).
He wasn't himself later part of the evening. Checked with Adrian to see if we needed to give him a dose of parmol. Well, Adrian gave a go and we syringed a 2.5ml for him. He likes parmol. I think he likes medicine in general. There are sweet and normally "cold" from the fridge.
Later brought him up to the room and put him in his cot. He was pleased to see his cot and gave a huge smile. Placed him inside, and I quickly took my bath knowing that he is unwell and will need to rock and put him to sleep. Came out from the shower and saw him sleep soundly in him cot, curled up.
I felt bad for not being able to be there when he is not feeling all that good. However, I'm thankful that he went to sleep after all. I was expecting another rough night, probably due to his teething issues. I hope he'll feel better tomorrow.
I guess, I just missed him,... by a couple of minutes?!? He is sound asleep now. And so I will be as well...
Good night.
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