I think it was Elma’s birthday or thereabouts. We sat at supper, the girls chatted away telling us about their day, H sat with Pip in his lap, trying to amuse him for those few precious seconds that would allow me to bolt my supper (a) while it was still hot and (b) using both hands and I duly scoffed away.
“He’s got a really strong bite, this one!” said my poor husband as Pip clamped down again on his father’s finger. Then a pause, a little;e exploratory look and,
“is this little white bit a spot? or.. or has he cut a tooth?”
A spot! a spot on my baby! Nope, not a spot, but what looked very much like the little tiny white corner of a very first tooth. Frankly i was a little bit in shock. Well Kitty got her first tooth at around 8 months and Elma hung on until 11 months; given Pip was 3 1/2 months you can see why we were’t expecting anything for a little while. And while I know that some babies teethe earlier than others, and some babies are even born with teeth, I promise you, no nursing mother really longs for their baby to be the one sporting a full set of pearly whites at six months.
But a tooth it very much appeared to be, and we watched and checked, and double checked and waited for this little cut of white to start turning into a proper tooth, and I started to look forward to smiles with that one little tooth. But nothing changed. When the girls started bringing in teeth they acquired quite a few relatively quickly and you could certainly see the difference week on week, but Pip’s little white spot stayed exactly that, the tiny corner of a tooth peeking through but deciding not to do any growing yet.
And then, one day, it wasn’t there any more. I know it was definitely there in December, and I’m certain that it wasn’t just a spot or a very stubborn bit of milk, but it seems to have vanished.
The only thing I can think of was that it was the top of a tooth that has yet to grow and is sitting happily in his gum awaiting a growth spurt a little further down the line and for some reason it showed itself for a few weeks and then young sir piled on a few more ounces of the gorgeous baby chub that gives him such very kissable cheeks, and that sort of fattened up his gums and it disappeared again.
All of which leaves me with two quandaries. Firstly, has anyone else’s baby had a moment of indecision on the teeth growing front? And more importantly, does this count as his first tooth in the not insignificant matter of the baby book?