Saturday morning DP took care of the baby so I could take a loooong nap. It was fantastic until I heard a crash and an "Oh my GOD" from DP who ran in with DD (13 months), her mouth full of blood, and her new (and only!) little bottom teeth rotated 90 degrees to the horizontal. She was climbing on her safety gate (she likes to try to gnaw on the top rail), which must not have been entirely secure in the doorway. It fell out backwards with her underneath. After a long day in the emergency room, she ended up with her teeth pulled out, so now my beautiful little girl will have a gap until her adult teeth grow in. It makes me want to cry, but I can't because DP is tearing himself to shreds with guilt. He says he hates to see her smile because those little bloody holes remind him of what he did to her. Poor guy. Anyway, I'm turning here for sympathy. My baby's little teeth are gone! It's so, so sad. She'll always be adorable, but she had the sweetest little toothy grin....sigh.Â
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P.S. Check those safety gates, everyone, and don't let those little monkey babies try to climb them or gnaw on the top rail.Â









Hugs to you and DP - how scary! That kind of thing really can happen to anyone - I hope he doesn't beat himself up over it for too long!


