Tried to feed. Didn't want to feed.
Whinging. Crying. Fussing. And then more whinging, crying, fussing.
I checked her mouth. Nothing. No sign of any little peepers.
Checked her temp. Nothing. No sign of a temperature.
Tried to feed her again. After all - she needs to feed, doesn't she? Nope. Doesn't want to feed.
Just wants to whinge, fuss & cry.
So I give her panadol anyway. Check her mouth again - still no sign of peepers. Finally she settles, but not for long. Uggh - I resign myself to a day of holding her. Everything else will have to wait. My little girl needs me.
Night time comes and at last she seems to settle in for the night. We get through it with the help of panadol. She woke this morning and to my relief, seemed a little more settled. So it is with much relief that she feeds normally, and seems back to her usual self. We get ready and head off for mother's group.
It is at mother's group that my friend Chris, upon hearing about our day yesterday, promptly notices one little toothy peg, just starting to make its appearance. Geez she must have eyes like a hawke. I mean, I checked that mouth over and over and over again, at least twenty times in the last 24hrs and I didn't see ANYTHING. Nor did I FEEL anything. But nope, my friend Chris with her eagle eyes spots a miniscule tooth tip from a metre away. Unbelievable!
Whatever you do Chris, just don't look too closely at my face... you might see signs of ageing.
So here are some pics - taken a week later when there's a visable sign of a tooth that even blind freddy can see. Actually, she's decided to cut the 1st two at the same time. Clever little princess isn't she? And yes I do know that she takes after me!
I was lucky enough to get this pic of the teeth clearly, one second before she poked her tongue out for the first time, and then kept continually poking it out - was just too cute not to photograph!

Behold, her teeth...

But not for long...

Here comes the tongue...

Look who can poke out her tongue!!
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