This week, I’ve been busy working on my teeth. I have a few at the front already, but I need more. Some of my friends have had no problems at all getting theirs through, but, not wishing to sound like a wimp, I’ve been having a bit more trouble. Looking into it, I’ve been showing classic symptoms:
- Rosy cheeks
- Plenty of drooling!
- General grumpiness – I’m not even in the mood for Daddy’s comedy dancing
- Rubbing my gums
- Chewing anything I can get my hands on
- Less tendency than normal to nap during the day
- Reduced appetite
Pressure on my gums does seem to help, so I’m trying to chew anything I can get my hands on. Mummy has a solid teething ring for me that she puts in the fridge for me to help ease the pain. She says she worries about the liquid-filled ones leaking, so I don’t use them. We’ve also tried vegetable batons, like carrot or cucumber, which are tasty, cold, and offer a bit of resistance when I’m chomping on them. But, since the first tooth came through, Mummy’s not given me carrot so much in case I bite off a little bit and choke myself. I think that would be the final straw for me if I were affronted at the teething experience anyway, and then had to cope with my hysterical Mummy thwacking me on the back trying to dislodge my snack!
A strip of muslin square, knotted, and popped in the freezer is also pretty good, and of course there’s always drugs! By that, I mean paracetemol or ibuprofen, naturally, and only now I’m over 3 months old! If you’re not sure, check with your GP or pharmacist, especially as there are lots of things that can be confused with teething.I reserve the right to reject all of this though, with little or no notice, and demand only cuddles as therapy!