Yes, I counted the days Mamie has been alive for this post, and no she hasn't been teething exactly since day one. But close.
Mamie has been teething since she was about 3 months old. Sure, she cut her actual first tooth at 8 months, but the teething started and well, it's never really stopped. The first tooth? Well, that was bad. The second tooth, not so much. The upper fronts? Not fun. The molars? Oy. And the eye teeth? The worst. Now that we're in the homestretch (4! more! to! go!), I am almost relieved. I say almost, because these last four teeth are huge, as in gi-normous, how ya gonna fit those in my kid's mouth big? I mean, really, she has enough teeth. She can eat meat, she can crunch the booty. Can't we just stop now?
We've gone through bottle of homeopathic teething tablets (they work until they don't work) and we are no strangers to baby Motrin (the lord's elixir). I'm just looking forward to the day where she doesn't want to jam inappropriate objects in her mouth.
When's that again?