Oh, I've heard the stories. Those horror stories! Of teething babies who cry all day and all night and drool rivers and have runny diapers and don't sleep. Yeah...
Miss H was never one of those babies. We never knew she had a tooth until voila! A beautiful little white pearl presented itself. (Except for her molars, she had a mild fever for both her 1 year and 2 year molars, but was still overall "normal.").
Baby B though...wowzers! I mean, he's not to the extreme of some I've heard. I suppose it could always be worse. But compared to Miss H's teething experience, this is a bit nuts. Poor little man has had a fever since yesterday, he's generally a bit cranky and clingy. Hardly slept a wink last night (which means Momma hardly slept a wink last night...). He drools a bit as it is, but this is just soaking. I just feel so bad for him! I even gave him a bit of Advil, but it doesn't seem to do much for his general feeling of miserableness.
Really, it breaks my heart. I can't stand to see my babies in any kind of pain or discomfort. It makes me so sad for him. I hope it passes quickly.
Of course, we're at 9-months-old and this is his first tooth...so we have a lot more to go...
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