Let it be known that the concept of being able to get more done when you're really busy only applies when you're in school. In my case, anyway. I actually had to bring up a calendar and count out the weeks since May 23 in order to ensure I had the proper title on this post, that's how long it's been. Blog? What blog? I don't have a blog! Oh wait...
Fletcher had one fantastic week of sleeping through the night and being the personification of AWESOME. And then all hell broke loose with the arrival of those teeny tiny teeth swelling up under his baby gums. To be fair, he was high maintenance but still not as bad as that kid in line at the Wal-Mart. You know the one I'm talking about.
So there was a lot of holding and rocking and trying to distract him. Lots of teething rings and nuks and drool and I learned that it is possible for a mouth that has no teeth to pulverize my finger. And make it pruny.
Then on Tuesday? He got over it. Like, that was SO last week. He's still drooling and chomping and if he grabs my finger it ends up pulverized inside his slobbery mouth. But he's happy. And finally, last night, he slept through the night once again.
Hallelujah!
Um, but why? He had been displaying all the signs of teething. Does that really take a break? Did his teeth go on vacation? How long will we have utopia before the other shoe drops? Because I know I didn't buy that Baby Orajel for nothing.
Ummm....Clarissa has been going through this cycle since she was Fletcher's age. She has 4 teeth. Anyone who tells you the crying stops after the first few teeth must have hearing problems. We have a long road ahead of us. Hope Fletcher's first tooth shows up real soon!
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