oh teething, i hate you

Let the teething really begin. Christopher has been drooling since about 3 months but not 1 tooth has popped through yet but I think those teeth are stepping their game up because not only is my little man drooling but now he is refusing to eat after a few bites or ounces of the bottle. The worst part is that those stupid teeth are turning my happy little baby into a cranky monster. I say monster because anything in sight must be put in his mouth for comfort. For instance this morning, he decided to use my fresh out of the shower hair as his comfort. Did I mention yet how much I hate these little stubborn teeth? I mean yes I am sure the pain is so much worse when those suckers come through but how much easier would life be for Christopher?

A lot easier! He would have no issues with chomping on all the things Daddy wants to sneak him, like bites of pizza, limes and even crushed garlic (YUCK) He would also look even cuter with little white shiny teeth showing in pictures instead of still looking like Baby Grandpa! And maybe when the teeth come my child will stop thinking that all smiles must be with his tongue sticking out. Since I am the Mom that stalks my child for pictures, this does bother me. Yes it was cute the first couple times but the tongue out and panting like a dog is just not acceptable when you are a human being, even if you are a baby. Or maybe I am just expecting too much from my 6 month old? I mean shouldn't he be walking and potty trained within the next 3-6 months. He does have a little sister or brother coming right behind him and we have been so good to him that he could re-pay the favor by doing all these things much sooner instead of waiting for Mommy to be 9 months pregnant trying to chase his little wobbly legs everywhere while dodging the break-ables that are getting thrown across the room since we are the "will get around to it" type when it comes to baby proofing. oh, what did we get ourselves into???!!!

okay, back to teething. Another thing I hate about this process and those still non-existent little suckers is that my once perfect sleeper now decides that 3am is perfectly acceptable time to wake up and cry for his pacifier that is clearly right near his head where he left it back at 8pm when he fell asleep. Yes, we are a pacifier family and if you have a problem with it, I do not care! It makes life easier for all of us and no we do not care to hear how hard it will be to get him "off the pacifier" (like it is some sort of drug & my child could actually overdose on it.) When the time comes, we will take care of it, I promise.

Those teeth think they are some tricky little buggers waking my child up but little do they know the power of the pacifier. Yes, I may be a tired Mama that does not feel like getting up but I know all it takes is the all mighty pacifier and we have won. Teeth - 0 Pacifier -1 So take that teeth. Sleep may be disrupted for Christopher and I (Tim usually sleeps right through it, lucky man!) but you have not won the battle or the war.

The war on getting teeth I am sure is a sucky process. I have never had really bad tooth pain before and I knock on wood & count my blessings that I never do encounter these issues. Mainly because the dentist is my mortal enemy. I will not get into my complete fear of the dentist as this would take up a whole blog about me whining like a baby and I am not about to put myself out there like that. I like the title of Super Mommy - dubbed this name by Alexa since that has been my title for her for years now & I am feeling pretty darn high up there and I am not letting anyone knock me off my that horse just yet. Let me publically mess up instead of putting myself out there to be the coward that probably will never step foot into a dentist office willingly or without a fight.

So in conclusion, mad props to my son (& all those other teething babies out there)! You little guys (& girls) are some strong little suckers. Taking on the pain like champs by chomping down on anything edible or not. To those teeth, you shiny, little white creatures, you need to stop torturing my son and pop on through so I have some new milestone to blog about soon!

oh yeah, how could I forget an adorable picture of my son..so here ya go!

Story behind the picture is that he needed a daytime bath from my my sister right after he pooped all up & down himself. Because again, I hate you teething & all the nastiness you bring along with your annoying bad self!