FANGS!!!!!!!!!!!

In the last 14 days, that boy has sprouted a full pearl necklace in his mouth. He was up all night. Not crying mind you, but talking, laughing, yelling... basically having a slumber party for one in his crib. We kept having to get up and check on him. Either Stephen or I would get up and try to burp him, give him tylenol, orajel... anything... a bottle, rock him. Last night, during my shift, he laid on my lap and smiled at me, and tried to play with my hair by pulling it.

He finally fell asleep at about 5:30 and woke up at about 7. After breakfast he grabbed Bama's finger and started to chew on it. There she discovered two new uppers, half way out. Except these aren't the center teeth, but either the second incisors or the canines. Basically, he has fangs.

So for those of you keeping count: Lower arch consists of center incisor about 1/3 out, second center incisor with just a jagged edge out, upper arch: 2 teeth of unknown type about 1/3 out, over night.

My baby boy has fangs.... :'(

Another Tooth!

So yesterday afternoon, my beautiful bear was smiling at me, and I noticed right next to the jagged white pearl about 1/3 on the way out was a white line just perceptable under the gum. Tooth Two is rearing its ugly head.

Oh he hates the tooth breaking through. It hurts him so much. He woke up crying at 8:30, and again at 10:30 and again at 11:30 last night. Stephen got the 8:30 and 11:30 (which he was ravenously hungry for a bottle). I got the 10:30. I cradled him in my arms. He fought his Tylenol, and Orajel, but calmed down on the Orajel immediately and leaned against my chest, sighed, and fell asleep in my arms as I rocked him. I didn't want to put him down. I could have sat there forever. He looked so sweet and comfy nuzzled in my arms.

Toothiness Update

So my sweetie's tooth is about 1/3 out now. Last night at about 9:30 he woke from a sound sleep with an inconsolable cry. No matter how much comforting he got, he wouldn't stop. When Alex cries, a for real cry, you know it is bad for him, because honestly, when he fake cries or cries for attention you can just walk away and he stops.

Poor guy, he didn't want a bottle. He is very good at violently pushing his bottle away if he doesn't want it. I swear to God, he almost threw it at me. Alex gave me the baby version of the big F-U!

He was just so inconsolable. Stephen got a half dose of Tylenol down him. He just didn't want anyone to touch his mouth. Yet 10 minutes later he was still crying and screaming. You could tell it was from pain. Alex didn't even want comfort, but he didn't want to be left alone either. It hurt so much he didn't know what he wanted.

So I put Orajel on my finger and managed to get just his bottom gums. Then he really screamed since I touched what was hurting. About 5 minutes later, he calmed down to a whimper. Stephen handed him off to me, otherwise, I would have just paced in the baby's room until Alex fell asleep. I rocked him and cuddled him.

When I went to put him down again, he cried, but I knew I had to leave him. About 10 minutes later he was asleep, and slept until 6:45.

You just feel so bad when it hurts so much they don't know what they want or what to do.