I HEAR YOU, LOUD AND CLEAR.
Your 1st year molars are coming in.
That explains the weird food “regression” (spot on, Christina!), the two rough nights we’ve had, the incessant drooling and the obsession with sticking your whole fist in your mouth while crying.
I get it.
Unfortunately, my sweet child, there’s not much I can do for you except cuddle you, pump you full of Ibuprofen, give you frozen food and things to bite on, and distract you. I’m doing the best I can.
I thought we were totally getting the hang of getting teeth without drama, but apparently molars are an entirely different beast.
In other news, Benjamin came home from his 2nd week away! Unfortunately he took a red-eye back and has another work deadline tonight, which means I am working from home while also taking care of Owen. Who is teething. Anyone want to come over and play? I have a feeling it’s going to be a long day. Especially long when it starts at 5:00am.
What We’re Eating: With no husband to cook for and no daycare food to pack (since Owen stays home on Fridays), I did my best to stay OUT of the kitchen last night. I had a frozen burrito, a hard-boiled egg and leftover broccoli I made for Owen for dinner. He had Ian’s gluten-free chicken nuggets (which are TOTALLY delicious, by the way) along with broccoli, frozen peas and peaches.