Teefs

I think Baby V is teething.

She's drooling like crazy, gnawing maniacally on anything she can find (on my shoulder skin, it feels like I'm being attacked by an angry snail), she's snotty (clear), and most significantly, she's in a crappy mood.

That's not our V! OK, she won't be receiving any trophies (or even an honorable mention) for sleeping well, but she's always got a smile on her little mug.

And now? She's absolutely miserable. She cried on and off all day -- this baby who "never cries." I called the doctor and they recommended Tylenol, which seemed to work for an hour or so.

I took her and Chebbles to the mall in a moment of desperation -- air conditioned and filled with distractions. She didn't cry the whole time we were there. But once we were back in the car, she melted down into abject sadness once more.

Now she's crying in her crib again. It's a miserable cry. I harbor no high hopes of sleeping tonight. When I feel inside her mouth, there is a ridge of FOUR little teeth under her gums. Horrific. I feel sorry for both of us.