My child and I survived the two hours it took between the end of bathtime and the time her head (gently) hit the mattress, not to rise again for at least 4 hours.

My emotions wavered between abject frustration and detachment to guilt to selfless nurturing and back again, and forth again, and back again. It was a long two hours.

As the title suggests, teething is to blame. Tried: celery, cold washcloth, frozen teether, teething gel, fakenol (last night), notrin (tonight). Celery is OK until it gets warm. Frozen teethers are fun to play with, but she doesn't chew on them in any sort of way that might accidentally relieve pain. As for the drugs... they take away the pain, so that she gets a giant burst of energy and demands to have FUN. Why on earth would she spend a precious painless moment on something as mundane as sleep??? If I didn't know better, I'd think uppers had been slipped into the baby pain relievers...

Alas, it isn't little bug's fault that her gums are the size of Alaska in two separate places. So, why do I feel the need to smash some defenseless inanimate object into nanoscopic bits??? I actually did even get some time to myself today during nap time. If one could call making a soup and sewing curtains (yes, little bug's curtains, 6 months overdue) time to oneself.

The twin peaks show no signs of imminent eruption... Thus, I fear more pain is in our collective futures.