Now, I personally was in denial. I thought, great- he’s getting teeth; that and a few wakeful nights, was as much as I thought about it. Then it happened- he bit me. I shrieked, he cried. It was not pretty. I thought I was bleeding to death. I was not amused at my husband’s reaction that it wasn’t bleeding that much- I didn’t care how much it was bleeding and it was my nipple- possibly the most sensitive area on one’s body.

So, what is a mother to do? I hopped onto the Internet, googled what to do when this happens and was not all that satisfied with the results. What I decided to do, as suggested by many sites, was to say a firm “NO BITING” when there was a nibble and for safety sake, I keep my finger close to his mouth to break a “jaws lock” if I need to.

I’m sure you’re wondering if this story has a happy ending? Time will tell but for now there are no further serious injuries. If it’s happening to you, let’s hang in there together and be positive- at least it’s better than being attacked by a shark.