My poor sweet J - he's cutting THREE big fat teeth - all at the same time. I know he's miserable - he's chewing on anything and everything - including his fingers and his chubby little arm (which he mistakenly bit while riding in his carseat the other day - cue Mommy freaking out to child's initial scream followed by the 'silent' scream of agony and lips turning purple - while being unable to do anything as we're driving down the road in horrid traffic.)
I know he's hurting, I know it's got to be painful. My otherwise sweet happy little boy has turned into a non-stop whining machine. All. The. Time.
I wish I could wave my magic wand and make all of those big fat teeth come in with no pain, no pressure, no bleeding...
One more painful step on the road to boyhood.
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