As I’ve mentioned now a few times, Alex has been sick. His fever is now completely gone, but the poor little guy has such a stuffy nose that he has trouble breathing. This, of course, means that he wakes up often. Over the weekend, he wouldn’t sleep anywhere but in our arms for more than a few minutes at a time. Currently, he’s sleeping in his crib, but waking up every few hours.
One thing that I have to admit, though, is how nice the cuddling was. Alex is not a cuddly baby. Not at all. He pushes off of you, attempting to grab at your face, pull your hair, play with anything and everything around you. It all stems from the fact that he hates to sleep. I mean, he really hates to sleep. I like to tell myself that his not sleeping stems from his interest in the world around him, and that he is a highly intelligent baby. He will fight sleep with every ounce of his will, often successfully. While he was sick, though, we could just hold him and he would peacefully fall asleep.
Zach and Alex took a nice nap together on the couch, and later on Alex and I slept for a while in our bed. I loved being able to just lay him down in my arms, close my eyes, and feel him nuzzling into me, slowing drifting off to sleep. No rocking, swaying, or shushing involved. Simply being held comforted him immensely.
I love that picture of Zach and Alex, which Zach took with his iPhone. My two little men, cuddling. I hope Alex feels better soon, but I will miss the closeness of being able to hold him near and feel him falling asleep without fight.