Should not exist.
Who ever thought teething was a good way to go about growing up and getting those little white pegs we call teeth, can go jump.
I am not impressed with this evolution, it has turned my charming nine month old into a little devil.
Days are not supposed to start at 5 am for me, they are not suppose to start with hair pulling and eye gouging or screams that could raise the dead.
By 8am i was ready for the day to be over.
So far there is 5 teeth in that teeny mouth of my fatboy and I would like for that to be whole 24.
2 year molars seem a little far off so ill deal with that hurdle when it arrives and by the time the wisdom teeth come through, I'm sure he'll be a pro and not a whiny, screaming, dribbly mess (that might be a little embarrassing).
So please, teeth gods, give me my happy, smiling, non gouging boy back, at least in time for Christmas.
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