Morning, good. Afternoon, bad. Afternoon very bad. Her cheeks seem quite swollen – so I think the 2 year molars must be moving around.
I gave her three bottles today and I stopped counting with the chocolate. And I didn’t even feel guilty. Not even one tiny little bit. Quite possibly because every time I gave her an Easter egg she gave me a cheeky grin, like she was getting away with something.
The worst thing about the teething toddler? The fact that she doesn’t really want to be comforted, which makes me feel really quite helpless.
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