Our poor little man has been suffering from severe teething. He has been drooling for about 1.5 months now, but only recently has it really gotten out of control. His bibs last about a half hour before they need to be switched and he now stuffs both hands into his mouth or anything else he can find to soothe his pain. The past two days have been rough since he hasn't been sleeping during the day as much and cries due to the pain. Yesterday he wouldn't stop crying and didn't' want to take his food from the new nanny and so off to the doctor we went. He got a clean bill of health and we were told his first two bottom teeth are about to make an appearance. I can actually see them trying to pierce through, and I can only imagine how painful it must be for the little guy. I remember our dogs teething when they were puppies and that was difficult to handle, I think this is worse because we can't really do anything for him. We did give him some baby Tylenol yesterday which helped. He passed out at 6.30pm and slept for 12 hours straight. He was EXHAUSTED.
On a more positive note, he has found his feet. It was the cutest thing watching him study his feet and legs, and it made it almost impossible to change his diaper since he kept sticking them in the air and kicking my chest. Today is the first day our Nanny is alone with him. Steve went to the office and called me five minutes after leaving the house telling me he is already having a hard time leaving Max...join the club daddy-now you know how I feel.
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