Can’t go into it too much or I won’t get to bed at a decent time… again. We missed Alexis’ doctor’s appointment this morning because I forgot that Branwen would need a breathing treatment before we left home and had to do it last minute. I called them on my way and they said, very apologetically, that since I’d be about 15 minutes late they would have to reschedule. The next open date was November 1st, so I took it. I’m still irritated with myself for being so forgetful.
I did ask about the night terrors over the phone. The doctor agreed with my friend Stacey’s diagnosis saying they did indeed sound like night terrors. He also reinforced what I had read elsewhere. She’ll most likely outgrow them, and the only real way to avoid them in the meantime is to try to “break the cycle” by waking her up about a half hour or so before they’re likely to happen. For some reason, this keeps them from happening once she goes back to sleep, or that’s the theory, anyway. She doesn’t have them very often, so I don’t know if we’ll end up doing that or not. We’ll see.
Time to go relax for a few minutes before bed. Frustrating days wear me out.