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Wednesday, September 26, 2007
 
Two posts in one day. I'm amazed, are you? I'm having a rough evening. James is teething right now. His top six teeth are all moving around. You can see the bumps and ridges where the teeth are coming down. Three are imminent. His two front teeth and one tooth next to that (on the right when looking at him) are almost through. You can see the white line of a tooth when you look at the bottom of his gums. The poor guy has been up for hours in the middle of the night the last two nights. Kris and I are exhausted. James is grumpy and now he's biting. He's biting everything in sight (my knee as he's standing up against me, his toys, his blanket, etc.). And now he's biting while nursing. He's almost completely refusing the left side and only slightly better on the right. I'm cringing with each feed, waiting for the searing pain. I'm hoping, hoping, hoping that this is temporary, that once the teeth come in he'll go back to my nursing baby. I'm not holding my breath though. James has never been infatuated with nursing the way Annika was. I'm worried that even after the teeth come in, he'll still prefer the bottle. The bottle that he chews on all the time while drinking. I'm probably going to be exclusively pumping for the foreseeable future while we wait for the teeth and I'm worried that this might just be it for nursing my sweet little guy. What if he refuses to come back to nursing? That's rhetorical, of course. If he refuses, I'll just keep pumping until he turns one and I can wean him to whole milk. It won't be fun, and I'll be very sad that our nursing relationship is over, but like everything else, I'll deal. I fed my baby a bottle for the very first time tonight. And then I called Kris and cried. This sucks.

Posted by Kristina at 9/26/2007 09:20:00 PM



Comments:
Oh hun! Asher had a very scary time of nursing strikes! He was sick and he couldn't breath and nurse at the same time and eventually he just refused totally to get anywhere near a nursing position. I was so scared, but we got through it. More recently, he bit me while nursing and I said "NO" pretty harsh (what can I say, it hurt) and he screamed and refused to go back to nursing again that night - however that was just that one time. I'm signed up for surgery on Oct 11th, BTW, and I'm forbidden from nursing on that side ever again. Fun fun fun. You'll make it through! I know how scary it is though. I hope you're getting more sleep!
 
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