Houston--We Have a Tooth!

On Wednesday morning, Laine opened her mouth and I thought I caught a glimpse of a white glimmer! Just barely under the surface, her first tooth was lurking, the tiniest bit poking through. Mom is now a woman obsessed. Approximately every thirty minutes or so, my finger will find its way to Laine's front lower left gumline to feel if any progress has been made. Of course, it's slow going, but since Wednesday it's gone from the tip of the iceberg to the whole ridged top breaking through the gums. And boy, are we lucky--she hasn't had ANY pain! No naps or nighttime sleep have been disturbed, and she hasn't even been cranky!

It's too small to catch in a photo just yet, so no pictures to post. Instead, here is Laine with her new best friend, Sophie the giraffe. Apparently, her nose, her ears, and her hooves are a great delicacy. Laine could gnaw on her all day!

Thinking back to Easter Sunday, Laine wasn't too keen on her bottle. I'd read that babies might lose interest in eating when they're getting close to cutting a tooth, as the pressure from sucking might hurt. Laine only ate a few ounces at a time on Easter, and now I think we can assume we know why!