Chloe's first teeth

It's funny how some little things, no matter how predictable and how common can be cause for such celebration and wanting to share with the world: Today Chloe's first two bottom teeth cut through and we were giddy as schoolgirls about it.

I guess it's partly all the anticipation and the buildup of those first two teeth...will she teethe for two weeks or four months? Will she be very cranky or take it in stride? Turns out she's exactly the same as Cate was teething - and I suppose as all babies - the fiery red cheeks, the super-drool, the red red bum, the aching in her gums...keeping us awake beyond our ability to remain sane... and then, finally, gratefully, the sharp little ridges - teeth!

And a selfish Halleluja as tonight we might sleep longer than a three hour stretch!

I try to remind myself how fleeting this all is and how fast it goes, especially when I feel the sleep deprivation resentment building - it's so hard to control and so understandable - the remedy couldn't be simpler and yet so out of reach. Sleep. Elusive, blissful sleep.