Teething and cuddles.

The teething monster is at it again. Adelaide has slept fitfully all week, and Thursday and Friday nights ran fevers. Today she has been in pain, constantly putting her hands in her mouth and crying. She's drooling like crazy, feverish, CLINGY, and unable/unwilling to eat or nurse much. She hasn't napped all day because each time we lay down to try to go to sleep, she cries out in pain and refuses to stay lying down.

I hate this for her, and I wish she wasn't in pain, but if it's not strange to say: I have really enjoyed taking care of her. I said this to Kevin, and he totally got it. We know that we're taking care of her, helping her in any way that we can: distracting her, taking her outside, getting little sips of milk, juice, or water in her, a graham cracker here, an apple slice there. It's all helping, in little ways. We know why she is fussy, we understand her behavior today. It's not like many of our other days when we have no idea what's going on and nothing seems to help.

Last night (Friday), she could barely stay awake past 6pm (bedtime is usually between & and 7:30pm). She nursed constantly when we got home from work/daycare, and for long sessions. She wanted Emmylou on repeat (thank you Bekah for sharing that song with us!), and when she was done nursing, reached over to Daddy and fell asleep on his shoulder.

She has been a Daddy's girl for the past week or so, loving his hugs, resting on his chest, reaching out for him. It's a nice change of pace, something that Kevin has been waiting over a year for. So, of course, I had to snap some pictures of this precious moment as it's been a very long time since she's fallen asleep on him. Just another memory we don't want to forget...