Then, I was given my first real mommy scare. After bathtime, N was jumping up and down in his crib, naked, while I looked for clean PJ's. Somehow, he lost his balance and plowed mouth-first into the rail...and started screaming! I picked him up to hug him, then pulled back to check him out, and his mouth was full of blood and running down his chin! I ran outside with a naked bloody child to grab Robert, who was mowing the lawn. I don't know what I thought he was going to do, I guess I just needed some assurance that he wasn't going to die. And I work in healthcare! It's amazing when it's your own child how differently you react.
Anyway, N split open his gums on the top right where a new tooth started through yesterday, hence all the blood and gore. Once I got him cleaned up and found the source of the bleeding, it didn't look quite so bad. Nothing a little Oragel and a cold teether can't fix.
Funny how he stopped crying immediately when he saw his daddy. What's that about?