Doh! Who would have thought it - teeth pain = tantrums. *
Ok so tiredness also equals tantrums.
But today I have kept Isobel on a very low level dose of Calpol or Neurofen and a very busy morning has passed without incident.
We have been to the park; Iceland (yep, the shop in which I always feel I should proclaim loudly "we'll pop to Waitrose now darling"; visited the doctor - for me not her; had blood tests - me again; and been to a very busy cafe for lunch, her not me this time.
I'm not sure if she is ready for a nap , but I certainly am.
*It's not that I'm being particularly dense; Isobel's first 8 teeth arrived with not a murmur and even now I can't complain, it's not that we are up in the night or anything, it's just these pesky molars are HUGE!
2 comments:
Yay for growing up teething girl...
Thanks for the birthday wishes Zoe. I had a lovely day thanks, gort spoilt rotten and all my nearest and dearest gaave me their best of wishes.
I remember the teething...ours is only two but had a mouthful. Early. Great post and hope you got a nap.
And that photo of your hands is beautiful.
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