So once back home I decided to make Riaan sleep first and then start with the packing.By this time I had started a night time routine for him which included a light massage along with a warm water sponge. By the time I made him wear his sleep suit he suddenly started crying like I had almost choked him...yes it was that loud and that scary.Like a sudden eruption of tears and I was like what the hell did I do...our house maid came running to my room to check if I needed help but at that point I was so clueless that didn't know what to do. I did what worked in most cases...I carried him in my arms and tried to pacify him...was hoping the "Jaadu ki jhappi" to work for me..it did but after good 20 minutes of soothing him. Riaan finally fell asleep in my arms but I still continued to walk fearing that he'll wake up and start crying again.
So there was this phase where he only used to sleep when we carried him and walked - his head resting on our shoulders and a light pat on his back.The moment he realised that we had taken a seat he used to wake up and started to cry.I remember doing this for good half an hour everyday - the only thing that kept me motivated was that it'll help me get back to fit...but God it was tiring!!
Once he slept off...I rushed and packed all the stuff...a big suitcase filled with Riaan's stuff and a small backpack for me :) by the time I got back to my room I realized the doctor had asked me to keep a check on his temperature...I checked his forehead and it seemed like normal so I thought I shouldn't fuss too much...let me try and sleep it's going to be ok.When we woke up again for his feed...I felt he was a bit warm...I checked with thermometer this time and it still showed normal temperature...I got some relief and tried sleeping again once I fed him...but I couldn't. I was nervous about the next day...what if Riaan actually gets fever...should we go or is it better that we cancel the trip. My parents had been waiting for this trip so canceling it meant they would be disappointed...I mean obviously they would not put anything over Riaan's health but you know that sad feeling when you really are waiting for a trip and you cannot make it last minute.I didn't want that to happen.
I prayed the whole night that Riaan should stay fine but eventually he did get fever when I checked around 4 in the morning...I gave him Crocin drops as prescribed by the doctor and I just kept praying that it should come down by the time we leave.I had never been this worried about anybody's health till date...I was realizing how painful it is for a mom to see her own kid suffering...his body was so warm and I could imagine all sort of weird things in my head.By the time the sun came up I just asked my husband if we should cancel the trip as I did not want to take any chance with Riaan's health but thankfully he was cool and said don't worry we'll take care of him...it was just a 2 day trip anyhow so it should not be an issue.I felt better....and I got Riaan ready.We picked my parents and were all set to go...I was happy to see Riaan sleep peacefully...fever gone by now and I was just hoping that he stays this way till we reach...no drama on the way is best :)
Just about when we were about to pull over for a break - he started to be a bit cranky and we thought he needs a diaper change...it had been a while and in the early months babies pee like every 5 minutes I think.So we took him to the loo...no diaper changing table here...thankfully mom was there...so we placed a tissue on the commode top...placed Riaan on that...mom held him and that's how I managed to clean him...he loves to poop while we are out I suppose so obviously here again it was the same story.Poop all over and wow I was becoming a diaper changing expert..can do it anytime anywhere now :D
We reached our hotel ard 2 pm and all I wanted to do was sleep...stretch and sleep...but no..we had to take a shower..go out for lunch...and see if there was any scope of roaming around in the evening...First thing first...we had to bathe Riaan.Now I had never done that till now...my MIL or my mum had been doing it all along so here too...thanks to mommie...I was only a spectatre while she handled it.By the time we went out for lunch Riaan has started to sleep again and we were like wow...perfect...let him sleep and we'll eat in peace but that was only for a short while - until food arrived. He started his tantrums right after and we took turns to handle him so that the rest of us could eat.
By the time we got done with lunch we had dropped all plans to go out in the evening...he was in a weird mood it seems....so we came back to the hotel...my mom dad took Riaan with them to give us some rest but kids make you restless. I was all worked up and after trying to rest for a while...I landed in my mom dad's room to check on him. There he was...sitting with his angry expression on :|
Our evening was spent just trying to keep him entertained and woooh...I was realizing traveling with a baby is not a joke...I guess my vacations will never be the same.We decided to visit Taj Mahal early morning the next day since it was June and going late meant unbearable heat and crowd which we absolutely wanted to avoid. So morning 6 am we were ready to go...Riaan still sleeping..it was wonderful to see Taj early morning...so serene and soothing...Riaan kept on sleeping the whole time we were there...and we were too sacred to wake him up...I know it's weird you take your baby the first time to see a monument and you let him sleep the whole time but you see as parents we were too scared to handle his uncontrollable crying fit (which was becoming a norm back then). So we took pictures of him with the Taj as proof that we took him - he slept off - not our fault :P
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