AM cut his first tooth last night. This has been a long time coming. He was in a lot of pain. There's nothing quite as crappy as watching your baby writhe around the bed because he is so miserable.
Unfortunately, he has a one-trick pony as a mother. Unlike Miss M, who liked to nurse all night when she was teething, he refused to have anything in his mouth. So nursing and his self-comforting tool (thumbsucking) were unavailable to him, so he cried for about three hours in the middle of the night. It was pretty awful.
One down. Nineteen to go.
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