In which Miles has a tumultuous night, and mom and dad reach their wits' end. Another week of fitful sleep for Miles culminated in a night that was unpleasant for all involved parties. Given the trend this week, I think Jaclyn and I were both braced for sleep interrupted. But here's the trick -- if … Continue reading Year 2, Day 58
Last night was the most recent in a series of bedtimes punctuated by Miles's crying, thanks to the new tooth slowly emerging from his upper gums. We first noticed this tooth last week after a couple days of fairly persistent wailing. Often, all it takes for Miles to relax is some medicine and some cuddle … Continue reading Day 352: The Teething Diaries VII
Miles's single, razor-sharp tooth has finally broken through and started to emerge from his gums. Squint really hard, and you can see it right above Jaclyn's finger in the picture below.
A couple weeks ago, I wrote about the worst night we've experienced as parents so far. After last night, though, I can unequivocally say that we have a new reigning champ. I was finishing my nightly routine of washing my face and lazily brushing my teeth right around 11:00 when Miles started crying. SOP is … Continue reading Day 212
We have teeth! Or tooth, anyway. Miles has a habit, as outlined previously, of gnawing on...well...pretty much anything he can fit between his jaws. This has included fingers, both his and mine. I've generally allowed this, laughing as he slowly realized that my fingers were unsavory and eventually rejected them. However, I'm rethinking this behavior … Continue reading Day 210: The Teething Diaries V
Miles is really discovering a taste for books... Chew all you want, kid! This particular book is actually built to withstand just about anything a toddler can throw at it. Whether chewing, gumming, ripping, or peeing all over it, Miles's Indestructible book takes a licking and keeps on flipping. A waterproof book?! Why isn't everything … Continue reading Day 204
Well, it finally happened, folks. We've had our first undeniably rough night as parents. This didn't come as a surprise though. Sunday was, by a considerable margin, the hardest day we've experienced so far. Miles oscillated between fussing and wailing all day, with very few moments of calmness or cheer. It seemed that even the … Continue reading Day 197: The Teething Diaries IV