He Cries

He cries, and there's very little you can do to help. He cries, and it makes you feel useless. You try to console him; you smile at him, you make silly faces, you do whatever comes to mind. If it helps, it's only for a brief moment, after which he continues to cry. He turns his head to the floor. He pushes his face against his mattress, trying to dull the pain. It doesn't help. He cries, louder this time and at a higher pitch. Again, you feel useless. There's nothing you can do it stop it. You can't make it go away, and you can't take it from him. You can try to tell him that it'll pass, that it's temporary pain, that, soon, it will go away and he'll feel better, but he doesn't understand you. You speak a new tongue, alien to him. Finally, he's spent, and finally, he goes to sleep, and finally, he's calm and beautiful. 

Teething's a bitch.