The Curse

Because teething truly is a CURSE! I swear my child has been fussy about her teeth at some point everyday since she was 4 months old. I've tried nearly everything to soothe it, but some days she just throws a freaking fit and nothing calms her.

She now has 8 teeth; 4 on top and 4 on bottom. I don't know what that mouth of hers is working on now, but she just seems like she's being tortured. Ugh. I feel so bad for her and would much rather have that pain on myself than her.

Breathe. This too shall pass.

In other news I'm wondering if I should make this my full blog. My other blog died and lets face it, 99% of my life is about Phoebe right now anyway, so why not throw in other little life tidbits in here as well?

I don't know. I'm still pondering on it.

I'm afraid I have no new photos of the precious one since my last post. We did go outside today, but I didn't take my camera. Perhaps I'll get some tomorrow.

Have a great Friday night!