We made it through the arrival of Amelia's first tooth. It was a miserable process but we survived. I assumed (or hoped!) that the next one wouldn't be so terrible. I was wrong. Tooth #2 seems to be a more painful for all of us.
Amelia was little Miss Laughter & Squeals until about 10pm last night. Finally she settled down and nursed. When I went to put her in her crib she FLIPPED OUT. She was bucking around her crib and screaming. You would have thought I laid her down on a bed of hot nails. She just wanted to be snuggled. We tried a bottle but she had NO interest in it. She just wanted to be snuggled. We tried to lay her down with her lullabies playing but that just pissed her off more. She just wanted to be snuggled. Finally we got it, she just wanted to be snuggled.
Eventually I got her into bed with us and we got little stretches of sleep here and there. Like with the first tooth, she tossed and turned and moaned in her sleep so when she wasn't crying and/or nursing, she was still keeping me awake. It was a long night. And unlike with Tooth #1, Tooth #2 was not showing it's beautiful pearly white tip through the top of her gums this morning. Hopefully it will break-through today at daycare because I might shoot myself if we go through all of this again tonight.
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