Teething

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Last year one of my wisdom teeth decided to come in a little more. Why? I have no idea because I thought they were in all of the way, but I guess not. Either way is was terribly painful. I was living on 3 Ibuprofen around the clock. In the middle of the night I’d wake up as soon as the medicine wore off. It lasted for almost two weeks. The pain finally subsided some on the day I was planning to call the dentist about it. It was simply awful and while I was complaining to my mother about it she told me to remember just how painful it was when I had a child of my own that was teething.

I think it’s safe to say that my son was much better with his teething than I was. The week that his first two teeth came in I hadn’t even realized that he had gotten to the point where the teeth were going to break through. Two days before the first one came in was when we realized something was going on. Nick had been fine during the day, but that evening he got terribly fussy. Nothing I did made him happy. Even the guaranteed soothers didn’t work. I knew something was really wrong when he didn’t want to eat his cereal that night. I guess his gums were to sore to handle the spoon. During bath time was when we felt the tooth. He wasn’t even 5 months old, so I had not expected teeth yet. I felt terrible that I hadn’t been able to help him feel better, but at least I finally knew what was wrong. We gave him some infant Tylenol and put him to bed wondering if the tooth would come through over night.

The next day there was still no tooth. He was fussier than normal during the day, but it wasn’t too hard to deal with because the teething seemed to be exhausting him so he slept more than normal. The evening got rough again, but it wasn’t as bad as the night before since I knew what was wrong. We gave him Tylenol and put him to bed just as we had done the previous evening, but it turned out to be a rough night too. Nick woke up a couple times crying. We would run into his room and pick him up and he’d stop crying almost instantly. It was so hard to hear him crying and knowing that he was in so much pain and that there was not much we could do to help him.

The next day was the day that Nick turned 5 months. For lunch that day I used a metal spoon when I fed him his veggies. With his first bite I heard the “tink” of the spoon hitting the tooth and I knew that it had broken through. I couldn’t believe that my baby had grown up enough to have a tooth in his mouth.

Nick’s teething pain wasn’t quite over though because the second bottom tooth was about ready to break through as well, so we repeated the process. The night that it pushed through Nick woke up crying again, so I knew that we’d see the tooth the next day, and sure enough there it was.

I’m so proud of Nick for being so good when he must have been in so much pain. I couldn’t focus on anything for two weeks when my wisdom tooth gave me problems, and here Nick was mostly only fussier than normal when he was pushing two teeth through, and the worst of it only lasted a few days. I must say though that I am not looking forward to seeing him in pain like that again when the next teeth make their way in.

How did your little one do with teething?