For the last month or two we have been pretty certain that Kayleigh was about to cut teeth. Drool everywhere, hands being chewed on, and the constant gnawing on toys led us to believe that her pearly whites were about to make an appearance. We checked every day. But every day we were disappointed to feel smooth little gums.
Yesterday Kayleigh and I were playing on the floor. And she was fussy. In fact, she had been unusually fussy for the last four days. And her sleeping patterns were WAY off. And since I'm an avid Google'r and reader, I knew that teething could throw off a baby's normal behaviors and sleeping. So I stuck my finger into her mouth and rubbed my finger along her bottom gum. And...I felt something (mainly because Kayleigh immediately bit down on my finger after I stuck it in her mouth). So, just because I had to be sure, I stuck my finger in there again. And I still felt it. I looked up gleefully at Drew and said "I feel a tooth!!" He looked at me like I was nuts and said "No you don't, I just checked yesterday." And at my insistence, I made him stick his finger in her mouth (that poor kid). Then, because apparently touch wasn't enough, we had to see the tooth. So we pried her mouth open as gently as we could and there they were. Two tiny, and sharp, teeth poking out of her gums. I immediately ran into the kitchen to get her a cold teething ring from the fridge (a good mama is always prepared) and she happily chomped away on it. Then tried to share it with her dad. Then quickly decided she didn't want to share and stuck it back in her own mouth.
I was super excited for this milestone. But later that night when I was rocking her back to sleep after her last bottle, a wave of sadness overcame me. My baby girl is growing up SO freaking fast it blows my mind. First it's a sitting up by herself, then growing teeth, and next crawling and walking. I LOVE her being this tiny, this happy to always see me, and so cuddly and sweet. I'll never get her being an infant back but I'm also so excited to watch her grow up. Being a parent is a double edged sword I tell ya. One minute you are cheering them on as they learn something new, the next you are sobbing as they move away from home. Hopefully the next 18 years go by pretty slow.