The pediatrician lied

I distinctly remember him telling me that while some babies have no issues with teething, others may find it mildly uncomfortable. 

Well, I am here to say that after having survived the last 2 days of non-stop screaming, drooling and all around crankiness (not just on Nicholas' part), I believe that he either knowingly lied to spare me some major anxiety or in all his years of practice he has simply never seen a teething baby.  Clearly, we know what happened.  He lied to me.

I'm not naive.  I have had enough experience with babies and young children that I know how uncomfortable and painful teething can be for babies and how they make sure that you are fully aware of the fact that they are in a state of pain.  With that said, I must admit, I was not prepared for my child.

This sweet little boy who giggles when I tickle his tummy has turned into a screaming, drooling, angry little man who is clearly not happy with the situation.  He wants absolutely nothing to do with any toys or books unless he can chew on them, I could fill a bucket with the amount of drool he produces, and feeding him solid food with a spoon, forget about it. 

Today a stuffed toy bird actually saw some flight time after he was thrown across the room, a full bowl of pureed peas were knocked onto the floor, sweet potatoes were sneezed all over me, 2 drool catching bibs were soaked and thrown into the laundry and outfits were changed twice.  This was all before noon.  Oh and I shouldn't neglect to mention the fact that the sweet unsuspecting cat got a little too close to the teething monster during one particularly nasty outburst and is now missing a patch of fur from her tail.  Poor kitty, she never saw it coming. 

Ahh, the joys of parenthood.  Today was a long day to say the least but tomorrow is another day.  Hopefully it will be one where I won't feel the need to shower after every feeding.