She had been up late due to our dinner with the neighbors last night. Everyone had a lovely time, especially Abby. Our neighbors haven't moved much furniture in yet, so she had quite a bit of open space to run around in- over and over again. We ended the evening around a little fire pit in the backyard, complete with s'mores, and musical entertainment from- of all people- miss Diva Abigail. She serenaded the company with her rendition of A Bushel and a Peck. I was pretty shocked by the whole thing, because, though I've heard her sing it before, I did not expect her to do it on command. It was hilarious, and so incredibly cute.
Michael was having a rough time of it by around 9:00 pm, but after downing a nice, warm bottle, and getting tucked securely into my K'Tan wrap, he was able to comfortably doze through the last part of the evening.
Considering how much he's been struggling, lately, though, I'm surprised that he did as well as all that. The completely new environment certainly helped, up to a point. Unfortunately, distraction can only take him so far when he's in the midst of hard-core teething discomfort. I think his worst day so far has been today, and no wonder: I can finally just see the ridges of his right-most bottom tooth poking out of his lower gum. Yesterday, there was just a small dimple in the gum where the breakthrough was about to occur. I'm hoping that his left tooth is right behind, and that we can put the worst of this behind us soon. For now, anyway.
People often joke that babies have it so easy, but they really do go through a lot. First, there's the drastic adjustment required to go from womb to world. Then, they have to eat insane amounts of food to help them grow, which often makes them gassy and uncomfortable. Once they get the bottle- or breast-feeding down, they have to learn to eat in a whole new way with the introduction of solid foods. And, perhaps worst of all, they have to suffer through the pain and discomfort of erupting teeth, over and over again, for two years or more. I'll tell you- I'm glad that I'm no longer a baby. But I'd take all of that discomfort upon myself again to spare my own babies, if only I could.
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