My brother-in-law is an orthodontist, and I remember calling him up, inquiring if I had a dental freak on my hands. He assured me that while 2 months old is a bit early to cut a first tooth, it’s certainly not unheard of.
Currently, Paul is 3 1/2 months old, and I’m convinced he’s teething. The signs are there, and they can’t be ignored (believe me, I’ve tried).
Drool. Oh, the drool, so much drool. Until about 2 weeks ago, he was a fairly clean baby. He didn’t need to wear a bib and rarely spit up after nursing. Now, I have to change his top a couple times a day because his drool overflows.
Cranky pants. Generally speaking, Paul is an amazingly content baby. He cries when he’s hungry and doesn’t enjoy sitting in dirty pants. He’s a basic needs kind of guy. If his needs are being met, he’s happy as a clam. But lately, he’s been crying and discontent, and I can tell it’s because he’s uncomfortable.
Hands, meet face. Paul found his fingers, and they are now perpetually in his mouth. He’s partial to his pointer finger. Yes I’m concerned with all the disgusting things he’s going to try to put in his mouth once he’s mobile.
Sleeeeeeeeep. He needs it, he craves it, but he can’t find it. I can tell he needs more sleep, with the obvious irritability and all, and maybe he’s just going through a growth spurt as well, but he’s not sleeping like he used to.
We’re entering into a new phase, and teething relief efforts are in full swing. We’re trying out one of those cool amber teething necklaces (which I wrote about on my personal blog), and I just bought Paul one of those cute Sophie the Giraffe squeaky things.
Got any more tips or tricks for me? I’ve been down this road before, but it’s still no fun.