Baby’s back molars are coming through.
Plus he’s figured out that when he’s teething we let him do whatever he wants. Like seriously whatever. He kept whinging because he wanted to climb over the couch and out the window (something I normally would’t let him do for safety reasons… obviously) But today I thought fuck it, my baby is sore so if he wants to climb out the window, imma let him climb out the damn window. Of course I didn’t just let him fall out, but I let him lean out enough so he could get a kick out of being a dare devil. Haha. (note: the window is about 3ft off the ground. just in case you were had mental images of me dangling my toddler out the window of a 12 story building or anything…)
This little dude is a champion teether and hardly ever cries… so for him to be inconsolable, the pain must be pretty friggin bad. I just want to make him happy and he knows it. All day he’s been testing the boundaries because he knows I will give in and do what he wants…. Which is hilarious because it’s what I used to do to my mum when I was a kid.
Right now he’s sleeping with the tube of bonjella because every time I tried to take it off him he screamed blue murder.
All cry all time.