Well, this little guy got his first tooth on Saturday! Damen discovered it while I was napping. I was surprisingly excited about it. Partly because it is a milestone, and partly because it explained his fussiness and barfing the day before.
I guess that also explains some of the rough(er) nights lately. Saturday night was certainly the worst as the tooth made its way to freedom. I have a feeling I'm not going to love teething. He was just starting to enjoy playing on the floor by himself. Now he is upset if I'm not with him at all times. And he still rarely naps more than 45 minutes at a time. Awesome.
Last week we saw the doctor and she prescribed something for his acid reflux. I was hoping that would help his sleeping, but I guess we'll have to wait to find out. She thought he was 9 months based on his size, so she also recommended feeding him more during the day.
It's a good thing I love this kid so much! Here he is yesterday in his high chair. He is finally strong enough to sit in it. He played with everything he could reach on the counter while I got dinner ready. I usually have about 15 minutes before he is done and wants to be picked up again. He was cracking me up with all his talking and noises.
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