In the tooth business

Last night, we put Jake to bed and he was inconsolable. I don't think I've ever heard him cry quite so heart-breakingly. R and I took turns comforting him, but he would just start crying again. Jake never does this - usually you put him down and he falls asleep. I thought he was in pain, so I gave him baby paracetamol and that did the trick - he finally fell into an exhausted sleep.

Not for long though... At 2 am a crying Jake woke us up again. I could not calm him down, so I fed him and he fell asleep at the breast. Cue 4 am: more crying. We left him to cry for a few minutes and he fell asleep again. The same scenario happened at 7 am. Finally, I got him up and fed him after which he was chewing on my finger. That's when I felt it - a sharp, hard bump in his lower gum. I felt again and that explained all the crying - Jake has cut his first tooth!! I was inordinately proud of our big boy. If you look at it under a light, you can see it quite clearly too. He isn't even 5 months old yet! I can't believe he's teething already. Jake seems to be doing everything at top speed - I'm already starting to miss the little baby he no longer is.