So since last week, it’s been the teething week from hell.
The Pookah has been miserable! He whines, he cries, he screams, all while biting down on whatever he can fit in his mouth. The peak happened about Monday and Tuesday. He’s been calming down since, but not by much. I guess these things happen in waves?
The teething tablets, while a godsend at first, now make me wonder if they are helping at all. Tylenol is helping. I wish I could give him some Motrin, but I know you are not supposed to give it until they are 6 months. Why is that? The motrin would last longer!
Anyway, The Bumbo is a fail Pookah discovered that if he straightens out his legs, he can get out.
My in-laws, both sets, are coming this week coming up.
I. AM. NOT. AMUSED.
C-Dub’s father and his wife are coming next week. Thank the Lord they are staying with my sister-in-law who just closed on her newly built beautiful” why can’t I have one like it” house. But still, they will expect to be entertained by my baby. And on Friday, out house guests will arrive. C-Dub’s mother and brothers. How many of his brothers I don’t know. And will one of them bring his wife and kid? I don’t know.
I don’t want company. I just want to chill with my boy and my husband for a hot minute when the child isn’t screaming his head off!
But no, we will all have to put on a show for the next 7 days.