Teething is awful. AWFUL. And I am far too old to survive on this little sleep. Vivian has been getting up hourly for the last week or so. It's getting old. And she only has 2 teeth so far. That leaves many, many more to grow in.
We shan't even talk about how nervous I am about Saturday's flight now. Teething and not wanting to be held because she's thisclose to crawling? Not adding up to a baby who is going to want to be held for 7 hours.
The good news though, is that the weather forecast in Atlanta (our connecting city) and in my parents' town, is improving, so I don't have to worry about snow or ice delaying us.
Off to the drugstore for more teething gel! Have a good Tuesday!