So, this past week has been interesting...
Weds. my daughter hit another developmental milestone-biting. Yay!
Where are the parties, t-shirts and scrapbook entries for this?
And Thursday...I took a half day to go to the...dentist.
Yep, living the dream.
So, my daughter's development is quite normal, I'm assured by her caregiver and other parents, and yet it all feels very surreal, as if you were just told that cannibalism is very normal.
So, what do I do?
My loving-nerd, researching self looks up all sorts of solutions for biting, why they bite, what happens if they continue to bite, etc...and I, of course, go all gang-busters on it; freezing all of the washcloths in the house for her to chew on, buying new teething toys, looking for signs of anything else going on underneath that clearly animalistic exterior of hers.
And I hope she sees this one day; this loving-nerd self of mine, always wanting to help her, teach her, help her emotionally maneuver through whatever 'it' may be, as opposed to being owned by it.
And I also hope she sees this loving-nerd self instead of just the 'nerd' part, which, undoubtedly, will be the only part she sees as a teenager.
Oh, the life of a mom :)
