Thus far I had found out that my baby was uber upset, a woman was abducted on our not-so-smart-walking-route, and that my daughter could throw-up what looked like a gallon of milk (super proud)! Landyn started crying again, as we were heading to the car. At the Target crosswalk it hit me. I stopped. Her crying was just not making sense to me. I knew what to do, so I took my half clean hand and checked her little gums for any signs of teething. It was there. A sharp, shinny, perfect little-white-tooth peek-a-booing! The tooth had already split open and made it's home on her bottom gum line. This explained the whole day! I teared up, thinking how bad my baby was in pain, and that her mom missed the signs of her 1st tooth. More hidden tears...she's growing up too fast. Super mom activated and I darted into Target to the pharmacy area with my screaming teether. I grabbed baby Orajel and immediately tore through the package to give my baby some relief, shards of cardboard on the floor. Next, I grabbed the infant Tylenol and she took it like a champ. I even picked up some teething toys, and opened it! As a nice Target lady eyed me the whole way to check out, I was relieved to know that my daughter was not in distress anymore, though it did add to my stress. It was the prefect ending to such a crazy day. Now to add teething paraphernalia to our packing list!
|Hiding her tooth!|