Then I hear her say "That's AWESOME!!!". So, I breathe a sigh of relief, roll over, and try to get back to sleep, thinking that if something truly awesome happened (we're waiting for the baby to start crawling, to say a word (and know what it means), and similar things), she'd come get me.
Turns out, he got his first tooth. Well, not really, he has a rough spot on his gum where a tooth may or may not be coming in soon. So it's not even really a tooth. A "proto-tooth", I guess.
Needless to say, this does not fit my definition of "AWESOME!!!". Sure, it's cool that he's finally getting a tooth after months of what looked to be teething pains (but maybe weren't- who has teething pains 4 months before the tooth arrives?). But really, meh. It's just a tooth, you know? I'd be much more excited if he learned an actual skill.
Or maybe it's that, since he likes chewing on my nose, I'm in for a lot of pain in the near future..