It’s not Ian’s first cold (I think it’s the third), but it is the one that’s given us the most difficulty.
Ian started sniffling on Wednesday and by Thursday he was quite congested. Thursday night was, shall we say, challenging. He hardly slept the entire night and so we hardly slept the entire night. Marysia and I did tag-team Ian duty–walking him, rocking him, holding him. Nothing seemed to comfort him that night.
All three of us were sleep-deprived zombies the next day.
But, I’m very happy to report, Ian snapped back on Friday. He was still congested, sneezing and coughing, but he had a normal night’s sleep–putting all three of us in much better spirits this weekend. And last night he even slept for 8 hours straight, which is not his usual pattern.
Day by day, he’s producing less snot and getting back to his ol’ cheerful self.