My son has been teething for about a month now and I, like a lot of mothers I'm sure, have wondered why we must go through this arduous process. I can't stand to see my baby in pain. I want him to feel nothing but happiness and contentment. Maybe it's harder for me than it is for him.
If you have seen your precious angel turn into an angry ball of fuss you know what I'm talking about. One day I have a happy baby who laughs at the dog and wants to play with his feet. The next day is a six hour screamfest with no naps. By the end of that day I'm crying with him. The worst thing is the feeling of helplessness. I have tried everything in the book and nothing as a lasting effect.
Otherwise, I have an excellent child. He sleeps fairly well, he likes to smile and interact, and he loves baths. I just can't help but wonder what he would say to me, if he could talk, on those bad days. Would he tell me what actually makes him feel better? "Use the tylenol mommy. I hate the frozen teether." I suppose as mothers all we can do is cope with these obstacles the best we can.
