We have an UNHAPPY baby! By unhappy, of course, I mean that she has developed a version of Bipolar Disorder that only babies and small children can truly contract.
She will be happy and smiling, laughing and playing. In the blink of an eye, she will remember that she has hard, bone-like structures violently pushing their way through her lower gums. Once this becomes apparent, she suddenly, and without warning, feels a distressing desire to let it become a common fact that she is in agony. Unfettered, unadulterated agony.
I've been spiking her bottle with Jim Beam, but that's just a temporary fix.
She's 4 months old. Can she really be teething already? One on the bottom has already broken through and can be seen and felt by anyone who hates their finger enough to stick it in there. There is a second one on the bottom that can be seen through her gums, but hasn't made an appearance yet.
I had some pictures to add, and they would have been humorous, but I am unable to load them do to various firewalls.
On an almost unrelated topic, I'm trying to get a slightly wider audience for this blog. I'm not sure if I said that already, but if people who read this (all 4 of you) would be so kind as to share my entries on facebook, or twitter, or wherever, I would greatly appreciate it.