A Letter to my Baby's Budding Teeth
Dear (presumably pearly) whites, I don't know what's taking you so long, but seriously, it's time for you to get here already. I'm a little tired of waking up every morning and looking for you with even more anticipation than my child will have for the tooth fairy when you decide to fall off. I couldn't have been more excited when my baby started teething at 3 months (with buds and everything), early by most standards, as I thought you would arrive early and relieve him from this long drawn teething process. But apparently, there's no way to tell how long you're going to take to finally make your way out. Here we are 4 and a half months, many teething rings, chewed carrots, and sleepless nights later, still wondering what the hell is taking so long! While it's cute to watch him shake his head from side to side, hoping that the wind will act like a teether and bring him some relief, it's not cute to know that he is doing this out of annoyance with th...