We do find moments of humor in the midst of teething hell, like when my mom let him nom a lemon slice, he LOVED it ( it must be genetic, his great g'dad who he is named after would suck on lemons all day if it didn't destroy his teeth). Then all the sudden there was this look of shock and a scream and he launched the lemon slice across the room. Poor guy has a tooth trying to break through and the lemon burned it. I know I shouldn't find humor in pain but he got over it so fast that we laughed.
At 9 months, we still do not have a single tooth. Not a one. Are you serious? His gums are so hard that he can eat table food with ease, he even ate an apple slice. Poor guy is miserable and we have hit rock bottom this last week. He yells all day every day, he clings to me and the drool soaks everyone who touches him. When I ask our doc about it at the last appointment, he paused, thought a moment and then smiled... I wanted to smack that smile right off his face..." LA, I have never had a child without teeth. They will come in."
Keep smilling buddy and why don't you come home with me and help me soothe our poor miserable baby.
Mommy my mouth hurts!