Last night I posted a list of things teeth-oriented. Yes, a silly list. But I should have realized that teeth are no laughing matter. Now teeth want revenge, and they have launched a full-blown attack. 
Phoebe has been showing some signs of teething this week. Fairly minor. A tendency to drool, and bite and chew on things. Habits which she’s largely outgrown. There has been some tugging on the ears, and our 15-month check-up confirmed that there are no ear infections. So, teething it is. No big deal. Right?
That is until last night.
I hadn’t been prepared for an attack of “vicious canines.”
Phoebe is a good sleeper. A phenomenal night-time sleeper. (Not so great with naps.) She rarely wakes up in the night, and when she does, she can usually get back to sleep pretty quickly. But last night, just as I was going to bed, at 1:00 a.m., Phoebe woke up screaming. The long and short of it is that she just would not settle down. Did not want to be put down. At 3:00, I finally decided to just hold her, and take her into bed with me. We slept fitfully, and she woke up at 6:00. Full of energy.
I spent most of the morning lying on various floors as she played nearby. She’s been in a great mood except when she’s expected to sleep. We tried a morning nap. She was very tired, and went down in her crib with no argument. Relieved, I stumbled back to bed, and collapsed.
She slept in her crib for 25 minutes.
At this point, I threw myself on John’s mercy, who has work he needs to do today, to let me get just a little more sleep. So, happily, I am now at least partially functional.
What scares me is that the offending teeth are not even visible yet. How long will this go on?
Wow, you conjured Phoebe’s teeth? That’s a whole new level of jinxing…
I’m not sure how long it’ll last. Kids all teethe so differently. Mme L got her first tooth at 4 months and I think she had- nearly a full set by the time she was Phoebe’s age. It’s crazy how much they vary, but it’s also crazy-making to deal with the lack of sleep that happens when they are. I’m sorry and I hope tonight is better.
Two words: Infant Tylenol. When in doubt, give liberally.
the good doctor has spoken. and if that fails, bourbon on the gums.
it passes, sister. one day you wake up and they have a full set, and you forgot how they got them. i promise.
First off, thanks for the support. Last night was much, much better. Yay sleep!
Sage-
Yes, conjuring & jinxing. If only I could learn how to control this power.
KC-
Excellent advice. She was indeed dosed. Double dosed, even, after a couple hours. Usually the dosing has an effect withing half an hour, but unfortunately not this time.
jen-
Hmm. Bourbon. Can’t say we’ve tried that one. (At this point, a full set seems daunting. We have 12. I understand that there will be more than that. But I’m glad to know that we will eventually forget.)