This past weekend I set up a Saturday mountain biking expedition for Andrew with a friend of his in Westchester so I was home alone with Drew all day. It was part of my father's day gift where each weekend in June I've set up something for Andrew to do for himself. I won't elaborate more but you get the gist.
So I was laying on the couch with Drew when he took my finger and put it in his mouth to suck on. I felt his lower gum and lo and behold a sharp object ran against my fingertip. I pulled his lip down and saw - a tooth! My baby boy has his first tooth breaking through.
Like the sap that I am I started to cry. And going to Babies R Us to pick up formula made it even worse. There I am with my smiling boy and ahead of me are two women with newborns. And by newborns I mean less than 1 month old. I was in tears walking out of there. I have no idea why and this was the very first time since having Drew that I saw a baby and thought, Oh my God... how absolutely precious... I'm sure it's a combination of hormones and the idea that Drew is growing very fast but GAWSH, I feel like he was 5 lbs just yesterday.
So my boy has the beginnings of a bottom tooth and made his mama cry. I can't picture him with teeth... but I'll soon see!
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Now you can start feeding him cheerios as snacks! Hooray!
In a pinch, freeze some wash cloths for him to gnaw on.
Congrats Drew!!!!
I love firsts!!