First Tooth

In addition to Lucy learning to roll over this week, she sprouted another new development: a tooth!

It was good to see that all her drooling has not been in vain.

On Monday she was really fussy, and my mom (who had come over to hang out with Lucy to ease the transition of my heading back to the office) reiterated her theory that Lu was cutting teeth--apparently I was an early teether, and it tends to run in the family (thank goodness I've passed something of myself onto this child, but more on that topic later).  My mom suggested some Tylenol for Lu before bed, advice we gladly followed and then followed again as she woke up crying in the night.

On Tuesday I saw the beginnings of a dark reddish line on her lower front gums, and we had confirmation.

After another rough night partially assuaged by Tylenol, on Wednesday the tooth had broken through and is now a sharp little protrusion on the bottom right front of her gums.

There are no pictures to be had yet, as it's still just barely visible to the eye as a little white line and it's hard enough to get Lucy to open her mouth wide enough for us to look without her first shoving a fist or something else in there, but once it's in more fully we'll see if we can get a snapshot.

The good news is that the sleep situation seems to be improving, so I'm wondering how much of the general devolution over the past month can be chalked up to teething discomfort--even sans Tylenol now, she's only woken up twice in the past couple of nights.

I don't want to jinx it, but I'm feeling optimistic . . .