Maybe I have a mental block and have rewritten history to make it better, but I'm pretty sure teething was mostly a non-issue with Mila. She got her first teeth early, and it was a plural early. She hasn't ever just gotten one tooth at a time, in fact. They always come in pairs. And pretty much unannounced.
Yeah. I don't think I've admitted that out loud to anyone. She's not a perfect sleeper, but I don't think Mila has ever lost sleep because of teeth. She certainly has had grumpy days over them, but it wasn't THE WORST other than the first few. Some drooling and lots of chewing, but that's about it.
UNTIL NOW.
You guys, the two-year molars are going to be the death of us all.
It's been about a week since the first two started to come in and they're taking its sweet time. Which, GREAT. LET'S PROLONG THE MISERY. The long of the short is that one second there's a happy baby standing around playing and giggling, and the next second there's a monster screaming at the top of her lungs. She can't be calmed with anything other than time. It seems that ten minutes after she remembers that she's miserable, the cloud lifts and she's back to happy.
It's like watching Jekyll and Hyde possess a tiny girl's body, alternating at the speed of light.
There's a limit to how much Tylenol you can give a kid but teething tabs and all of the other things seem to be failing. I mean, I suppose booze might help, but I'm not sure who should drink it. Besides, booze won't really help us get through errands.
Which, people of Target, I am sorry. I am sorry that my child stood in the middle of the aisle screaming at the top of her lungs with tears running down her face. I'm also sorry that two aisles over, she smiled sweetly at you and say, "Hi!" thereby making you question your sanity. Was she just angry? Yes. Did she stop being angry? Yes. Did it only last about two aisles? Absolutely. Back and forth, happy and sad.
Sorry about that. I'm especially sorry to the person who was obviously REALLY confused by the whole thing because she stopped me to ask if Mila had a twin who was maybe over in the cereal aisle.
Nope. That was one kid. One kid who is absolutely capable of going from angel to devil and back again in a snap.
