I said it too soon. There actually isn't much to smile about when a baby is getting her first pair of teeth. It got so bad today ("it" being the incessant crying and "I'm in pain" scream) that I caved in, giving her two teeny teething tablets. Folks who know me know I abhor taking pills or medication of any sort or form. I'd choose a sleepless sniffling night over popping sleep-inducing Tylenol. Let's just say I believe strongly in the body's ability to heal itself, so giving her tablets is really quite difficult for me. And I'm not even sure it worked. She still woke up screaming at 1am.
From the looks of it, the next couple of months aren't going to be much fun, not when more choppers will emerge from her candy pink gums. Can someone tell me how many teeth a baby's supposed to have?
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