A first tooth
It feels like we have always lived in a world where Busby has been teething. A never-ending land of dribbles, crying and clingyness. It began back in April, but the experience has seemed to go on for eternity.
But (I am pleased to announce) we are finally getting somewhere.
On the day that Busby turned 6 months her first tooth appeared; pushing its way out, breaking through the sore pink gum, and rearing its pearly white head with a not so happy “hello” to the world.
Its appearance was met with relief, sadness and excitement:
Relief? Short lived; I thought things were supposed to get better after the first tooth pops up?
Sadness? I’m never going to be on the receiving end of a gummy smile from my little baby again.
Excitement? This is the start of a new chapter in her development.
One thing I’ve learnt since it’s appeared? Don’t let her use you for teething relief anymore… that tooth is sharp (especially on your nose)!!