...or at least that's what it feels like every time I hold Konrad.
He grabs my hair on both sides of my face and attempts to "latch on" to my cheek, pulling harder on my hair to remain upright and shaking his head frantically side to side as he tries to gouge my cheeks. Fortunately, he doesn't latch on this hard when he's actually feeding!
One tooth has broken through, but after a two-day break, it appears another one is in the works: he's drooling gallons and wants to chew on everything. He may break our skin with the new tooth as he chews on our fingers. So far though, no blood from his frequent maulings.
I'm anticipating another night of less-than-perfect sleep. But then he smiles and it melts my heart.
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