The proud Mama bear news? Charlie's cutting his first tooth! Awww, so cute! As soon he stops trying to bite me when I come near his mouth, I'll get a picture.
The crappy news? He's not happy about it. Poor kid is in so much pain that he wakes from a dead sleep shrieking. There's no "let him fuss for a minute" this week. Orajel helps a little and Tylenol helps a little more (we try to use it sparingly), but the #1 automatic pain relief? Nursing. Lucky me! I don't mind it, especially if it helps that much, but it makes for loooong nights in the rocking chair and some sore boobs. At this point, whatever gets him through.
The standard news? This too shall pass. I know this and accept it, but it doesn't make it any easier.
The generation above mine seems to have the same advice, "A shot of whiskey!" My question: is that for me or for him? ;-)