Daddy Daughter Day
30Dec/090

The Dreaded Molars

Ug...I knew this time would eventually arrive. I kept hoping it would come later. But it's come, now, Baby J.'s molars are on their way.

My poor daughter. She's miserable. Tired and cranky all the time. She has big bags under her eyes. I'm sure she isn't getting very good sleep. It was one thing when sharp, pointy teeth were poking through. It's pretty easy for those teeth to make their way to the surface. But molars?

I remember when my wisdom teeth came in. It was awful, and I was 16 years old. I was well equipped to deal with the pain of tooth eruption, but my little one, not even a year yet, she probably has no clue why her mouth feels like it's filled with hot pokers, or why every time she chews on something it's like biting into broken glass. She isn't sleeping well. She's tossing and turning all the time. After waking from a nap, she looks more tired than when she was originally put down. And it isn't long before she needs to go back to sleep.

I hope molars don't take too long to surface once they start. A couple days maybe? A week? If it's much longer than that, I think the poor girl will have a nervous breakdown.

D.

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