Les dents de ta mère…

Current Mood: Bof

I know, the pun is awful, but it corresponds rather well to my overall state…

Matthieu had his first two teeth (lower) in a few days when he was six months old. And since then, the two upper, pretending to come out together, and beginning one week after the lower ones, are still not out. And Matthieu aches, so much that even with a paracetamol suppository, he can not eat, even if I give him cold meals. Eeeaaak, cold broccoli… except that he almost jumps on the spoon, eats a few mouthful with pleasure, until his upper gum hurts again (you can feel the blood pulsing in it). He sleeps because he is exhausted, while before suffering like this, he was sleeping through the night and did accept to go to bed and to sleep without any difficulty. Luckily for us, we do not remember our first teeth…