one at a time... not a chance!

well- i regret not starting this blog sooner. you guys have missed out on so much ~in a day of the life of zoe~. well- let me catch you up to speed. at 11 months (september- labor day weekend to be exact), zoe decided to cut her first tooth. she ran her first fever (luckily, for only one day), she didn't really get runny poop, but she did get fussy. one night, i held her for one solid hour while she screamed the, "i'm in pain!" scream. it was not until the next morning that my mom informed me that, "you should have rubbed jack daniels on her gums... that's what i did with you." thanks mom- i'm lucky to not be an alcoholic now because of that... plus the information would have helped last night. within two weeks, this child had her first teeth. yes, i meant to write tEEth. how many did she get to be exact... oh EIGHT. yes, my friends, zoe popped eight little pearly whites through within two weeks. all four front top and bottom teeth. let me just tell you now... i would rather have had my vagina sewn up again, then to deal with the fussiness of a baby that teeth bring about. lucky for me, she waited until she was 11 months old. i breastfed her until her first birthday and luckily only almost had my nipple ripped off by those cute little teeth twice. adds a whole new meaning to the word-pain! since september, little miss teeth has not had anymore pop through.... until sunday. yes, folks, sunday began the countdown for this round of teeth. as of yesterday we have THREE new teeth... two of which are molars. for those of you who don't know, molars mean bigger areas of swollen gums, bigger areas for sharp white objects to have to protrude through, and longer periods of indecisive whining girl time...yes, friends, that is what a molar means. this is only day 5 so i will have to update you in 9 more days how many she gets this time. my hopes are for all of her teeth up until the 2 year molars. can anyone say, "this mommy needs a margarita!"?