The trouble with teeth
When Avery came down with the sniffles and a fever the other day, I was filled with a sense of dread. “Oh, no – not again,” I thought, thinking the worst, until a quick trip to the doctor identified teething as the culprit. Ah, teething. I had a faint recollection of what Zoe went through when her teeth first arrived, but it wasn’t until I did a quick search of past entries (two are here and here) that I really remembered how unpleasant teething can be. (It’s amazing how much you forget!) The good news is that Avery’s fever is gone, and she was much happier yesterday and today – so I’m hoping the worst is over. (At least until the next two teeth decide to arrive…)
-M