Tantrums, Teething, and Torn Blankets

Ellie Graye is teething which means the entire house is turned upside down. She’s getting all four of her eye teeth in, and they must hurt something terrible, because she has turned into a certifiable nightmare.  She won’t eat; she won’t sleep; she won’t stop with the fussing.  I love this little girl, but lord almighty, could she just stop with the arched back, the screaming, the kicking the throwing herself??? Argh!

I actually let her eat her dinner in her high chair in the living room in front of the TV. As many of you know, I NEVER do that.  I was always the TV killer as a nanny, but do believe that there is a time and place for everything!  Ellie Graye was going on her third day of not eating more than a few bites of food, and I figured that having the distraction of Hola BeBe on the television would help me get some substantial food into her belly.  She spit out the pizza.  She spit out the carrots.  She spit out the polenta…corn…peas…beans…FINALLY she ate a few carrots, and I was about to throw my hands in the air when a chicken on the program she was watching came to the rescue!  When she saw heard the Hola Bebe song about eggs coming from chickens, she made it quite clear that she wanted an egg for dinner.  I was thrilled when she chowed down a scrambled egg and then even went for some tater tots (that’s how desperate I was) and dried cranberries!!! I feel so much better now that she has something in her belly!  Maybe we’ll actually get some sleep tonight!

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