With my first kid I let him sleep with me and I would leave his bottle until he was really asleep. Sometimes I would fall asleep and I would find the bottle still in his mouth. I would occasionally clean his gum and teeth. At 7-8 months I started to brush his teeth at first he liked it but like any kid he began to fight it. He would cry and fight and do these little kids have a fight in them or what? He did it so often and to such a point that I would maybe brush his teeth once a week if I really tried.
My younger sister noticed brown staining but I put it off because I didn't want to think he looked funny and felt like I was being criticized. I can honestly say that this was the biggest problem for me. I felt responsible and questioned but didn't really do anything do help the matter. At his check up after a year and a half was that he had cavities but when they attempted cleaning they said it was really bad and he would need baby root canals.
This was and has been the worst thing I have had to go through with either of my kids thus far. Just thinking about it now brings tears to my eyes and I would hate anyone to go through that. I spoke with my husband and we decided it was the best to do it now. They in essence had to put him in a papoose for toddlers and older kids because he was fighting so hard. They tried using gas for him but it didn't seem to take and he fought most of the 1 1/2 hour process. They removed the roots on his front 4 teeth, filled a cavity on a side tooth and put little caps on him. It was hard to see him cry when they applied anesthesia to his gums for the process, how he fought, putting him under such duress.