Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Tuesday, August 23rd (day 55/365)

Phoebe is definitely in the middle of a bad bout of teething and it has been pretty rough on all three of us.  She is still working on those two bottom middle teeth.  While my mom was here, the one on the left started to poke through but it still looks about the same - A WEEK LATER.  The one on the right is just a swollen, red mess.  The poor munchkin is clearly pretty uncomfortable.  We're doing everything we can to make her feel better (well, not everything, but apparently you aren't supposed to give kids whiskey anymore).  Stop me if I have told this story before (I am too tired to know and/or check) but my dad used to say that whiskey was the perfect cure for teething, here is his magic formula:
1) Pour a double whiskey
2) Dip your finger in the whiskey and rub finger on baby's gums
3) Drink the rest of the whiskey
His punch line was always "I'm not sure what it does for the baby, but you feel a lot better about the teething situation" (paraphrased). 
Anyway, we refer to Phoebe's current state as "tragic".  We can temporarily cheer her up, but she always ends up being grumpy and frustrated.

Oh, you are amusing me!  I am temporarily pleased.

I am done being amused.  Get your freaking camera out of my face.  I am not here for your amusement.

I am in pain and you give me a ridiculous rubber giraffe??  Thanks a lot.

2 comments:

  1. Honest to Hawking - my mom's pediatrician told her the same thing when I was teething and again 4 yrs later when my brother was teething.

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  2. It just makes so much sense! And you and I turned out FINE so it can't be *that* bad for babies.

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