Despite already having taken Tylenol, Lewis has now woken up twice screaming as if he thinks the world is ending.
This time, I even went so far as to undress him and check if there was something somewhere on his body that was pinched or poked or something that would explain the screaming.
I found nothing.
Eventually, he fell asleep as I held him upright while standing and swaying. Now I am sitting and rocking with him on my chest, scared to put him down. I’ve just never seen him like that before. Especially not with tylenol already in his system, taking care of whatever lurking pain we’re dealing on that day.
I’m genuinely freaked out. I hope there isn’t something wrong. My imagination is taking me very dark places. Maybe it is just gas…?