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... of a teeth explosion?!

Abram's top two teeth have come in in the last few days. And even though there is some disagreement in the medical community about whether or not teething can cause fevers and diarrhea, my son had both before the second one final broke through this time. So I thought this round of teething was over. He got his first two at 4.5 months and these two at 8 months. I breathed a sigh of relief when that second top one finally appeared, hoping things would go back to normal.

Then, he woke up early this morning, really fussy, did not want to nurse (and he's biting!), and he won't let me near his mouth to look at what's going on. He's literally angrily pushing my hands away when I get anywhere near it. But he's chewing vigorously on stuff. And no fever or diarrhea. So, I don't know. Maybe it's more teeth. Maybe he's just being a punk. Maybe there's something really wrong, but I sure hope not. I gave him some children's Tylenol and put him to sleep and I've made sure that his noise machine has not stopped (it's on a 45 minute timer) and so far he's been asleep for almost two hours. Yea!

Last night he was in a really great mood after his vaccination band-aid choking incident...

... yeah, that was awesome. After his vaccinations yesterday, with his pink band aids on his un-panted legs (it's HOT here, people), I put him in the car and we headed to Joann Fabrics for a quick errand. In the parking lot a few minutes later, I was about to get out to get him and I looked back right as he choked and projectile vomited all over himself and his car seat. I ran around the car and opened the door to find a very wet pink band aid on his chest amongst the throw up. Needless to say, we did not head into Joann. But the whole way home he was babbling and talking and laughing and fine. I was the one who was shook up. I just thank God that he had thrown it up. If I had not been stopped and he didn't get it out on his own, I can't imagine what I would have done. Praise God for His protection and sovereignty. He is so good...

Anyway, last night he was in a good mood and not fussy at all. He was even entertaining Quinn and I and our dinner guests, Akin and Masami, with his walking skills.



He just figured that out yesterday! Pretty cool, huh? They (the experts?) also say that babies this age can be extra fussy because of all of the development that is happening in them. And it has been by far the most development filled month for this Bubba.

Next post: a walking baby with a mouth full of teeth...!

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