...are my two front teeth, my two front teeth, my two front teeth.
Ellie got her Christmas wish this weekend and her top two front teeth finally popped through. The poor baby is cutting five teeth at once (four up top, one on the bottom) and her upper gum line has been a swollen and bruised mess. These two teeth were by far more painful for her than the bottom two were.
Now we're just waiting for the teeth on either side of the center ones, and then I think her mouth will finally get a break.
Not that she is a good sleeper to begin with, but I am looking forward to getting back to our "normal" wakings at night (and being done with the disturbed sleep patterns from teething).
I'll get some new pictures posted soon.
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