Jack has been waking up every hour screaming at night. Desperate-seeing no end in sight-we bring him to bed with us which helps him sleep, but none of us (including him) get a good night sleep. Thinking he was playing us for fools I mentioned it to someone that said what about teething...Oh, he has more of those to come doesn't he?!? Sure enough a big fat molar is breaking through on the top, left side of his mouth. Poor baby. That explains the faucet of a nose, slight fever, crying at night, and him not eating anything (even cheese pizza!). Hopefully it will pop through soon so our little man can feel better and all of us can sleep better. Why weren't we just born with teeth to avoid this misery? Exactly how many molars do we have? I fear that we might not live through this one...much less a mouth full.
Excuse the cheerios on his chin...that is what I used to keep him still to put ice on his face. If you look closely you can see how his left side is red and kinda puffy. And look at that yucky runny nose... :(
1 comment:
If he was born with teeth, you would have not been able to breast feed Jack.
Blake
Post a Comment