I’m wondering if this is the calm before the storm, or we’re in the eye of the storm. The teething storm that is.

Feeling along Bubba’s gums, there seem to be some new lumps. I just hope they’re not big old nasty teeth – icebergs capable of sinking the Titanic. Not that getting a smaller tooth would probably hurt any less, I just imagine it would be over quicker.

Poor little loves – I know they have to get their teeth at some point, and I don’t know what’s better (or worse?): getting them all at once, or their arrival being spaced out.

Mumma is feeling spaced out that’s for sure. And having trouble keeping up!

Bubba was happy yesterday but today seems a little edgy and miserable.

We’re off to have some photos taken today, so paws crossed her morning nap will help her cheer up a little. And that she’ll stay asleep long enough to give mumma time to make herself presentable!!