Whittaker had somewhat of a fever from about Monday through Friday on and off last week. He slept all but three hours of the day Wednesday. I woke him up to feed him and this was the look on his face:
Poor buddy boy, as LL puts it.
We don’t have photographs to prove it but his top two teeth have been pushing their way through! I think the worst of it is over. Though night waking is allowed when quality snuggle time is involved. We will take what we can get! His first birthday is next week meaning our baby snuggle days with Whittaker aren’t going to last much longer. Sigh.
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