Wednesday, January 4, 2012

My little sweet potato...

Sweet Potatoes! Multiply this empty bowl times three for yesterday, and twice so far today, and that's where we are with eating solids! Finishing the bowl every time! 



Those sweet potatoes weren't so bad!

More, please!
Teething.... UGH! I posted on Facebook that Mr. Fusspot McGrumbles had moved in replacing my sweet, mild mannered, smiley, calm little guy. Today seems only slightly better with Cooper on the verge of a tantrum constantly, but not actually tantrum-ing constantly, just occasionally. 
Tonight, we plan to go to the store to purchase some of the homeopathic drops to try. I thought I could get through this using just frozen rags and teethers, but neither work for long at all. They soothe him for a maximum of about five minutes, then he either can not angle them correctly in his mouth, or grows tired of holding them (and so do I), and they freeze his little hands. I just don't want to see him this uncomfortable any longer either.
I had read several articles on parenting websites, and also some open forums about the dangers of the oral ointments and drops; some parents mentioning horror stories of how their little ones stopped breathing when the numbing solution went down their throats... almost as if it forced them to "forget" how to breathe. Most were cured with a good bang on the back. One death was also mentioned. I decided I would never go this route, until yesterday. I see now how miserable he is, and in turn how miserable it's making me. I will be supervising him completely... I feel like it's time.  

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