year molars are making their entrance. Poor James has been in pain for several days, and he won't even eat a banana when his mouth hurts, which is saying something, as banana is his favorite food. He actually calls them "nums" rather than bananas. We have to give him Tylenol a good 30 minutes before he eats in order for him to even try to eat without just whimpering and grabbing at his mouth and cheeks.
Poor baby. Teething sucks. I actually will say that teething is the worst part about having James. It turns our usually happy and laid back boy into a little whiney, grumbly, bitey, pinchy, cranky monster child. Who doesn't sleep at night. Because you know I missed getting up at 3am to soothe my baby back to sleep. Oh wait.
At least these are the last teeth for a few years.
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