Teething dreams


For as long as I can remember, I have had nightmares about teeth. Most often these nightmares have had some storyline about me being in some public place and having the teeth fall out of my head, leaving bloody holes where they would have been. Pleasant picture, eh?

So, the other night, after battling for sleep with a very fussy-crying (clearly from pain) Potamus, I had another frightening tooth dream. Though, this time, it wasn’t my own teeth I dreamed about, which is what made this whole mon-tied-to-baby thing weird. I dreamed of Potamus having teeth. 9 of them to be exact. All on stumpy sort of red bumps, and when he smiled he seemed happy, but in a vampirey way.

Creepy.

But I think he might ACTUALLY be teething this time. Runny nose, unconsolable crying at night, putting everything in his mouth, and me having dreams of teeth.

I hope those puppies break through soon.

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