The Joys of Teething

Its no wonder that people are telling me I look tired lately, my little man is working on cutting three teeth at once. It was four but one finally broke through yesterday (yay for small victories!). I've decided that its not actually the crying, or the diarrhea, or the drool, or the chewing on everything that is wearing me out but the two following things:

1. Getting up more times in one night to soothe a fussy baby than I used to get up to pee when pregnant

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2. Dreaming about teething, and teeth in general...

The first thing I actually expected from all the "horror" stories that my other mom friends had told me when their kiddos were teething. The second thing I was caught by totally unawares. Why oh why must I be tormented by teething even when I manage to sleep?

In trying to find ways to soothe my poor savage beast, I have done just about everything. Teething tablets, baby Orajel, baby Tylenol, frozen fruit in a mesh feeder and a cold/frozen wash cloth. Nothing seems to help him with the pain so my next plan of action is to invest in an amber teething necklace. For less than $15 it can't hurt to try right? Especially since its a natural remedy which makes me breathe a whole lot easier. Pumping my poor kid full of Tylenol just is not my ideal method for pain relief at all.

For those of you that haven't heard of amber teething necklaces, Inspired by Finn on Hyenacart.com is a popular maker of them. The one that I'm looking at getting is similar to this one:



Among other things, amber is a natural analgesic (pain reliever) and anti-inflammatory. When amber is worn on the skin, the warmth of the skin releases trace amounts of healing oils on the skin.

So, once I manage to convince the hubby that some pretty rocks on a string will help our son be a more pleasant little monster, and once the bank account allows, my little man will be getting one of these. I can't wait!

An Introduction of Sorts

I'm horrible at introductions so I'm not going to try and dress this up at all, I'm just going to give you a sample schedule of my day and maybe once you see that you'll have learned something about me.

Morning
7:50am - Crawl out of bed carefully so as not to wake my 11 month old monster... I mean son.
8:15am - Rush out the door muttering about being late to work because I just could not get out of bed earlier because the monster is just so snuggly.
8:30am - (or thereabouts) Clock in at work and putter through however many hours they have me scheduled for while I roast in the little room they keep me in ringing outcustomers.

Afternoon
1:30pm(or later) - Finally win my freedom for the day (get off work) and head home!
1:45pm - Arrive home, eye my pitiful flower beds that still need weeding, then go inside to be reunited with the monster and the hubby who are either playing or enjoying lunch.
2:30pm - Clean monster baby up from his lunch and let him loose to run amok with his toys while I (hopefully) take time to sew a diaper or blanket (my home business), or do laundry or, heaven forbid, eat my own lunch and relax.

Evening
6:30pm - Feed monster baby his dinner, nibble on a few of his cheerios to encourage him to eat them rather than fling them all over the floor in his attempt to "save them for later"
8:30pm - Eat my own dinner, likely prepared by my hubby since he's the better cook in the family (I do better with baking) and share about half of it with our "bird" aka baby.
9:30pm - Nurse the sweet little angel (as he's only called when asleep) and tuck him into his bed until his morning feeding when he gets to snuggle with Mama and Dada.
10pm - Attempt to stay awake long enough to have some quality snuggle time on the couch with the hubby before we crash for the night and the day starts all over again.