Last night though he was crying through his bottle, it seemed he could not drink the milk down properly, ......so he was hungry, and tired, and because he was snuffly with a cold, and unable to breathe properly, he was having difficulty in feeding.
Poor wee bairn was crying so hard, and kept making what sounded like his little "brrr" noises and his blowing raspberry noises, which he does to amuse people.
Barbara was getting stressed, so I said why not let me stand up with him and try to feed him his bottle, having him lying back to feed was making it difficult for him to breathe, and drink, even though she had put nose drops in for him and rubbed baby vic vapour rub onto his chest.
She asked what difference standing up would make as opposed to him sitting up and I said that I have no idea but I know that when I am bunged up with a cold, I find if I stand up and walk about, I can breathe a little easier.
And I just felt I had to cuddle him too. So I did that, stood up with him and walked around, but he was still refusing his bottle. So I suggested she break up one or two rusks and mash them down with milk from the bottle, and spoon feed him.
Well it took two of us, me to hold him up, (we stopped walking around), standing of course, and Barbara to spoon feed him, but we did it, he found it much easier to eat from his spoon. poor little mite.
Clearly I could not tell Barbara that I had been getting these intensely distressing thoughts and dreams about Hayden, why upset her too?
Well - that little baby crying last night trying to drink his milk but unable to breathe properly, was the very same "mental picture" I have been getting for about 3 or 4 weeks now, and when it was over and he had eaten his food and was smiling again, it felt like a weight was off my shoulders. THAT was what it was about.
Barbara said that she was so glad I was there because she was not sure she would have known what to do, and the standing up to feed him would not have occurred to her, nor the baby rusk....................I think it would have, but at least I was able to help her and Hayden.
I phoned her today to ask how things had gone and she said he went to bed and slept until about 6.30 this morning and today he is a happy little bunny.