Teething Troubles

It's very quiet right now, considering it's about four in the afternoon. As of late it's been very noisy for some reason or another. My trio are all cutting molars and various other teeth in odd places.

This means that they are teething. Teething means that ANY object that can fit in their mouth must be BITTEN and often! This process has involved chewing on such things as a tiny moose figurine (sorry Tyrone) that apparently is best chewed upon if you insert the antlers into your very wide open mouth and twist it a bit to where you can get those antlers in between the gaps in your teeth so that the missing ones can be enticed to break the skin.

Unfortunately for the moose, that pesky tooth has yet to break the skin yet. Sadly for my teething toddler, that moose's antlers just BARELY fit into his mouth so he has to open super wide to even be able to have the chance to maneuver it into his mouth. The laws of physics just are NOT in either party's favor here.

Kai has quickly discovered that if he isn't careful, those antlers will get stuck in your mouth (keeping it forcibly open) and just will not come out unless a parental unit takes pity in his plight (which often is very hard to do speedily as we are much to busy trying not to laugh at his predicament!)

Then there is the strange case of dental imprints popping up in places they shouldn't be. Poor Vivie has quite a collection running up and down her tiny, apparently very tasty, little baby girl arm. Kai has them on his bicep and even running down one leg. Oddly enough, Kian isn't sporting but a few bruises. I can only guess that it is Kian who has been leaving his dental imprints emblazoned on his siblings for all to see.

I really am at my wit's end with the biting business. It all happens so very quickly so I rarely can catch the actual act occurring. I know that if someone is crying, then someone usually was up to no good. However, in my house, It's the person who is wailing that gets the soothing mommy attention and not the one who may have caused them to cry.

I know that once they are old enough to really understand what they are doing that I will have to really crack down on this behavior. For right now, all I can really do is tell the general onlooking siblings that biting is bad and a no-no and hope that the offender really figures out that they are the one who is in trouble.

I have to take some reassurance in the idea that at least I am not giving them my undivided attention over the situation in that I must comfort the baby who is crying over being most recently mauled. I can only hope that this works out in the end. Either that, or those teeth will hopefully finally come in and the teething/biting urge will fade away along with it.

I am trying to hang in there and be a sweet and nice and loving mom, but it the power's that be are making it so very difficult. None of the babies seem to sleep entirely through the night. Thankfully, they rotate waking up which makes it a tad bit easier to soothe that baby back to sleep. The bad part is, that once I get one back into their beds, another one starts to squirm and cry and needs to be soothed.

This means that usually I don't get much in the way of sleep at night. I try and nap when the babies do so that I am at least tolerable to be around, but as of late that is becoming less possible. Today, they actually tag-teamed crying through-out nap time. They have been doing the same thing for most of the day. In fact, it's odd that it was quiet long enough for me to write this! Those teeth HAVE to come in sometime!

Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining. I know that it will be over in a heartbeat. I even am trying to find ways to find the humor in all of this. Maybe it's some sort of honor to get to sport your sibling's dental imprints on your arm...a sort of baby right of passage maybe? I remember when my baby sister proudly left her dental imprint on my arm. She was always so proud of herself. I must have had that bruise for at least two weeks.

Ah well, it's almost dinner time for babies at my house. I have until "The Backyardigans" ends to have dinner ready and avoid the fussies! Maybe I can find something for them to chew on that is SUPPOSED to actually go in their mouths this time!!!!