So, I just don't know if I can handle this anymore.
My heart is quivering. My baby boy is out of control.
If I wouldn't get arrested, I might just stop feeding him! He is growing WAY too fast for my liking.
He is pretty much able to sit up by himself for short periods of time. He is doing the "tripod"--as I like to call it--where he can support himself with his arms. But, seriously, it's just a matter of days before he's sitting up for extended periods. Then he'll be crawling. Then he'll be causing mass destruction all over my house. Then he'll be walking. Then I'll never sit down again.
Then, to make matters worse, I was feeding Liam yesterday afternoon and sat him up to burp. He started to chew on my finger. Nothing new. I started feeling his gums. Nothing new. But, alas, I felt something. Surely not! I felt again. Dost mine fingers deceive me!?
I decided to take a look, and sure enough.....
There's a tooth. Just breaking through the gumline, but a tooth!
I can't take it. Why hasn't anyone warned me that these things go by so much more quickly the second time around?