I have to apologize to those of you who keep returning to my blog to find yet another post about teething. One day this will all be a distant memory (thank goodness) but for right now it is all consuming. After two weeks of relentless teething, day and night I might add, we still only have one pearly white! I occasionally think I'm seeing a glimpse of tooth number 2 ready to break through but it seems that mother nature continues to tease me.
In my continued efforts to avoid all things medicinal, I have discovered another great way to soothe Niela's sore gums. My mother-in-law had given us this cool little baby gadget when I had Declan. It has proven to be a pot-of-gold in our 'collective' teething distress.
I just put an ice cube in the mesh and Niela sits happy and quiet.... let me say it again, QUIET, for at least half an hour. I will say that cuddles still seem to be her most welcome comfort, and the Tei Fu Oil has been great at night if her mouth is sore.
All of this has had me thinking even more about how we deal with pain in our culture. Actually, we really don't deal with pain do we? Whether our pain is physical, spiritual or emotional it often seems easier to numb it with medication, food, entertainment... the list goes on. We have been trained to avoid, ignore or mask those painful circumstances that could potentially cause us to grow and change.
I asked my midwife a few days after delivering Declan at home how women in other cultures manage to squat in a field to deliver their babies and then get right back up and carry on working. Even though I had managed a natural birth, I still felt like I'd been hit by a train. She just said that they have a much higher pain tolerance than us.
I had gone to bed with a headache the other day. I knew it was because I had not had enough water to drink and had spent a lot of time out in the heat and so decided that I would rehydrate and then sleep it off. A friend of mine, distressed at the thought of me being uncomfortable and in pain said, 'why didn't you just take a pain-killer'. I thought for a moment then responded, 'how would I know when my headache has gone?'
Like anyone, I would much rather be happy, comfortable and satisfied but I have noticed that the times in my life that have been characterized that way, I tend to become bored, lazy and complacent. It seems that discomfort and possibly pain, stirs us to move and push through to a new place. I'm not saying it's easy and I'm not saying we should do it alone. I can say that in those tough times, the best comfort has been to be surrounded by people who love me who can walk through it with me.
I'm so happy about the level of trust that is building between Niela and me in this fleeting season. She cries, I respond, she's content. I was holding her and rocking her the other day while she cried. I wanted to cry too and just kept saying, 'I know it hurts, Mummy's here, it's going to be OK'. I felt like she and I were both in training for times in the future when she won't be so tiny but she still might need her Mummy to rock her, cry with her, empathize with her pain but reassure her that it's all going to be OK.
BUY the teether
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