Teeth rule my life

About ten years ago while I was studying Spanish in Argentina I was in the comedor (cafeteria) eating granola for dinner and I bit into a tiny rock that happened to make it into my granola and broke off a piece one of my molars.

Luckily for me I had dental insurance through the school. Unluckily for me, the dentist, whom I mistook for a dental assistant (I guess they don't have assistants in Argentina) found close to a dozen cavities. She asked me if I had been gravely ill recently to which I replied no. When in fact I hadn't had my period from the time I had stepped on the airplane to fly down to South America but that's a very long story for another day. So the young dental assistant filled my cavities over numerous visits and I was on my way.

Fast forward to a week after our youngest child was born.

My husband had gone to the dentist to have a crown replaced and had been suffering from some pain with his temporary crown. A couple of days later I suddenly had a pain around my jaw area. I thought maybe I'd been clenching my teeth too much at night. Then after a couple of days I realized it was probably one of my molars that hurt. Thus beginning my never ending journey to the dentist. It turns out that I had a dead tooth with an infection. Now I had heard the saying A tooth for every child from my Yugoslavian mother-in-law who has full upper dentures. I never thought that would actually come to fruition in my life. Today I have four crowns and will soon have too root canals. I really dislike the dentist.

As a little end note. Our little, not even four month old, Noah has been gumming the heck out of his fists ever since he could control his arms enough to get them up to his mouth. A couple of weeks back he started sleeping really poorly and not wanting to nurse. I was in complete denial that he would be getting his first teeth because Hannah didn't start acting this way until she was seven months old. I looked and saw that there were some roots. Just two days ago one of his teeth broke through his gums enough that I could feel it with my finger. How can my baby be growing so quickly?