Since I only nursed my older daughter for two weeks, I never found out what would have happened if I had breastfed longer and she grew teeth.
My younger daughter Peony is nearly 9-months-old and still nursing exclusively — nary a bottle or a drop of formula in sight.
She recently got her first tooth, followed soon thereafter by a second one. Now I know what happens when a nursing baby gets teeth.
It’s not pretty.
Peony is a champion nurser. I’ve been thinking about starting to try and wean her — making it an entire year of exclusive breastfeeding is more than I ever, ever imagined I do, and I’m really proud of it, although lately I’ve been feeling ready to be almost done. However, now the 12-month mark can’t come soon enough. That’s because the little bugger has two teeth on the bottom of her mouth and those things are sharp.
I looked at the first tooth all suspiciously when it first popped through. It seemed tiny and harmless enough. Until it caught my nipple just so. I screamed. Peony started screaming and crying.
“Good,” I thought. Maybe she’ll associate both of our screams and cries with biting and she’ll stop.
I gave her a little too much credit. She doesn’t bite often, but when she does? Holy shit. It hurts.
I can’t relax anymore when I’m nursing her. I was wondering how to wean? I’m figuring it out pretty quickly. She hadn’t chomped on me in a while, then over a few days last week she was doing it more often. So we quickly got down from 4-5 nursings a day to a solid 4. I’m ready to get down to three pretty soon, followed shortly thereafter by NONE.
And while I’m not wishing time away, is it her first birthday yet? Because I’m ready to kiss those teeth goodbye.
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