Yesterday, it was brought to my attention by one of Alex's daycare teachers that she had a tooth! This A. Got me very excited because, finally! and B. Made me feel like an inadequate mother because I didn't even notice. In my defense though, the child has been "teething" for approximately 9 months now. Anytime something would start to seem weird, like her sleep habits changed or we found ourselves changing her outfit three times a day due to the amount of drool she was producing, I always blamed it on teething. She has a fever? Teething. Cranky? Teething. Feeling hungover? Teething. So, you see. I'm not a lousy mother it's just that after so many times crying wolf I came to the conclusion she was just never going to have any teeth and we would eventually have to get her fitted for dentures. My sister's step-daughter had a perfect solution for Alex the other day: wooden teeth. Luckily, we won't have to go that route at this time but I think she's on to something. Come to think of it, didn't a certain, really important American political figure have wooden teeth? And if you think I'm comparing my one year old to George Washington and thereby implying that she will one day be President of the United States of America. Well, you would be correct. This is, of course, after she's already made her millions with her singing talent and set Mommy and Daddy up in a villa on the Mediterranean.
UPDATE: 17 February 2012, we have two teeth! This would explain the horrible crankiness and refusal to eat. I'm beginning to recognize the signs and it's only taken a year!
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