oh my gosh ramona has two teeth now, which came out of nowhere.
just like my emotions surrounding said teeth.
you guys, i actually got all misty about it! and thought (and said aloud) “she is never going to have a perfectly gummy smile anymore!” and i was sad, really. my baby is growing up.
and then krispin looked at me like i was crazy and reminded me about how i always talk about how excited i am for ramona to be a toddler.
it’s true, i am crazy. but i did not expect the emotions about the milestones. that doesn’t seem like my thing at all, kind of how i never felt any crazy baby urges or biological clocks ticking away or an overwhelming sense of purpose and fulfillment whilst up to my arms in baby poo. but two tiny (and razor sharp) teeth have me all blubbery.
poor krispin. he is on this crazy train for good.
I should be working on lesson plans but i would rather talk about my baby.
ramona was teething this week, which seems rather improbable but not that hard to believe. i tend to be the pessimistic parent, so i think she will probably be shrieking and drooling and not sleeping for the next 3 months before any little teeth sprout in her mouth. why would teething be an easy thing for us? nothing has thus far.
actually, when people talked about teething i shrugged it off. we are survivors of colic. what could be worse?
well, this is a different sort of screaming hell, one that no amount of the 5 s’s can cure.
but, we are now in a retrospective phase, as the screaming and crying have all but stopped and now all of the sudden i can see that my baby has arrived. she can hold her head up for longer and longer periods of time. she grabs at things, bats at things, gnaws on anything with a fierce and awesome passion. she looks at me and her dad and splits her face into a grin that you feel you could fall right inside. feeding her is no longer an hour ordeal that ends with both parties crying, and she seems genuinely excited to be here.
i hope this lasts longer than a week.
so of course this all happens the week that she is going to be assessed (in 3 days!) but i am no longer worried now. she seems to have done all sorts of growing while i was busy freaking out about her crying jags.
we took her to the zoo today, with all the other cheap families (it was free for mlk day–anybody see any irony in that? ok, just me then). she loved it, and craned her neck to see everything, ate her bottle with gusto, threw up in the elephant museum, screamed in the elephant museum, and promptly fell asleep. after a week of being cooped up indoors with a peevish baby, this day was just what i needed.
here’s a pic, pre spit-up:
here is a pic of me looking like a crazy person in order to get her to smile:
and here is a close-up of the awesome sweater she wore in honor of the zoo:
man, i like this baby.