My teething saga -May 29th, I cut my first tooth !!! Bottom right one. Yes. After my grandmother had finally given up on seeing my first tooth (she had been predicting my tooth would be out in a week, since Dec when she first joined us), I gave in and finally decided to let my tooth make an appearance on the very day she and Appuppan were leaving for India. Well timed you would think. But mom and dad would quickly learn that this was not such great timing. By that weekend, I was running a fever and getting increasingly fussy. I was supposed to start daycare on Monday morning and what do you know, we ended up delaying my start at daycare by two days ! Daddy stayed home with me in the morning while Mommy went to work. A few desperate phone calls to Mommy and she was home in the afternoon too. (I’ll admit, I was quite a handful but that was only cos I was teething and it hurt so bad). They gave me frozen washcloths, teethers and other things to bite on. Nothing really helped much. I liked it when they filled the tub and let me play in the water. That took my mind off the pain. I was fussy the following day too, so Mom and dad took turns staying home with me. A quick transition to looking after me alone (without grandparents to help!).
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