That is a sentence that I say about 19 times a day now, when my daughter stops cooing happily and suddenly begins to wail and hold her arms up for me to scoop her up.
I'll admit it, I am spoiled. I have a really happy, independent baby who I can let play by herself for an hour at a time while I get things done around the house. She is full of smiles, laughs a lot, and is just so much fun to be around. That is why teething has thrown me for a bit of a loop. I am just not accustomed to having a baby who wants to be cuddled up to me 50% of the day. And there are times during the day where she just starts crying. She has never really been a crier, she was just more of a fusser before, so this is new, and a little heartbreaking.
When she gets sore her little body just writhes in pain, and she looks like she can't get comfortable. It is just so sad, and there is not too much I can do for her. Little Miss Independent doesn't want to put anything cold in her mouth anymore for some reason, and nothing else seems to really be working too well.
I'm not complaining that I have to 'deal' with this, I just feel so bad that my little one is hurting. Every morning we check for that elusive tooth, but so far nothing. With the exception of one challenging day, where when Tyler came home from work he took one look at me and scooped Abby out of my arms, it is just intermittent bursts of fussiness. It is a rite of passage in her growing up, and this will be over before we both know it.
I'll be sad to lose that gummy smile, but happy when this process is over!
I hear you! Wy is such a happy baby, but yesterday he was just out of sorts, crying randomly (he's like Abby, not a real cryer, just squawks when he gets tired or hungry), but this morning I took a good look in that little mouth and there's definitely a cut in his gums, so I'm guessing we'll see a tooth any day now!
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