Molars

She's not all sunshine all the time. We're in the middle of Molar Eruption #2 these days, and nobody's having any fun--least of all Fiona. She was up and down all night on Saturday, slept well Sunday night (from exhaustion, no doubt), and then was up and down a bunch last night finally getting up for good at about 5:45 am. She's pulling on her ears a bunch and trying to bite everything she can (the crib rail, daddy's shoulder, mommy's face...) And since getting a tooth lowers her immunity, the stuffy nose that she finally beat has come back with a vengeance.

Our day care provider is very patient and understanding, which is good because it's hard not to feel a little guilty about leaving a teething baby for the day. Unfortunately, neither of us have a great deal of schedule flexibility at the moment, so unless she's clearly ill we have to leave her with Rita. This morning Fiona fell asleep in her stroller on the way from our house to Rita's, which has never happened before.

On the other hand, she's not all misery. She still bounces up and down to Old McDonald and sings along with E-I-E-I-O, and while she's a bit clingier, she's still happy to charge off to climb whatever furniture is nearby. Here's hoping that molar comes soon and everybody (Fiona especially) starts feeling a little more relaxed.