Tuesday, 3 June 2014: One Year and Sixty Four Days Old.It was my turn to stay home with Baby Ayla today.
Ayla still had a fever this morning and was very very clingy, so I couldn’t bring myself to dump her at day care.
While the morning was spent cuddling her in my arms, around 10am Ayla went down for a sleep… For FOUR hours.
She must have needed it, poor bubba, and I felt like I’d won lotto with a whole four hours to do things around the house!
When Ayla woke up from her sleep however, she was just as miserable as before, if not moreso.
She didn’t have a temperature but Ayla was obviously in pain; squinting her eyes, hitting her head and crying unconsolably.
I think it might be teething, although I though teething was supposed to get easier the more teeth kids gets.
Ayla was drooling like crazy and I had to change her shirt, and by the time Hubby got home Ayla couldn’t shut her mouth.
One half of me hopes to goodness it’s teething and nothing more sinister, but another part dreads twelve more months of seeing my girl in agony!