It’s a good thing our neighbors have kids

otherwise they would have thought we were murdering our poor child last night.

All I did was put her to bed a little early because she only took an hour nap at daycare.  The teeth.  The exhaustion.  The frustration.  I wish I new how to comfort her, but my little girl seems to have morphed into a screaming banshee.  It’s strange how quickly it happened.  One night she’s going to bed without a problem and the next I’m covering my ears with my hands so I don’t have to hear her plaintive pleas of “Maaa-maaaaaa. Maaaa-maaaaa.”  Logically I know she’s not really calling for me but my conscience says otherwise.

I feel like the worst parent in the world for letting her cry like that, but I know going back in to comfort her would only make things worse.  I went in to check on her when she had finally quieted down.  I thought she was asleep, but her eyes lit on me as soon as I neared her crib and she started in on the screaming again.  She wanted to be picked up and held and did not want me to go away again.

I shudder when I think how many teeth are in the human mouth.