Our week has looked mostly like this:
Just us two. Lots of whining, crying, restless sleeping, clinging, draping, and a few mama tears. These teeth. My lord….these last two teeth. Lya is miserable. And let me tell you, my girl is never taller/longer than when she’s tossing, turning and kicking diagonally in our bed at night. Every night this week. We are all tired. This is one of our hardest weeks so far. None of the other teeth came in quite like this.
But…daddy can make it all better. We met Nick in town last night and spent some time at a park before meeting friends for dinner. While she may want mommy for comfort–daddy does a great job at distracting Lya from her discomfort.
(This picture cracks me up…. “Ta Da!”)
In the end, we had a nice evening at the park before heading home for another rough night. It was just so nice to see her smile and hear her laugh.