It seems like Ada's 12 teeth will be getting 4 new friends before we know it. She's been biting her thumb, chewing on her favorite rubber duck, and slobbering all over, well, e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. I see four tender bumps where her incisors want to poke through the gums. At least I think that's what they are. I had no idea before having a baby of my own how many teeth they get and how quickly they can appear.
Have mercy on my child, universe!
That, and please help me find the Tylenol I seem to have misplaced.
Despite some really cranky days, Ada hasn't had too tough a go with teething as far as sleepless night are concerned. The molars were THE WORST, and she spiked a high fever several nights in the week that all four came in. We aren't keen on medicating for "no reason" -- but in that particular event, we did feel it helped her quite a bit.
Very selfishly, of course.
There was a night during that molars week when Ada woke every half hour the entire night. So, yeah. We tried it the other way, too. I don't know how this post turned into musings on teething and Tylenol. I suppose it's just one of those things, like so many others, I didn't think much about when I saw the positive line on the pregnancy test.
The good news is that we'll soon be done with tooth-drama. At least until they start in fall out in 5 or so years . . .
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