Trey has been the worst sleeper out of all three of my children. Last night was a terrible night in a long string of very un-fun, terrible nights. The little guy woke up every hour the whole night. By this morning I was ready to cry I was so tired. But this morning also brought what I hope is the explanation for his insomniac behavior, his first tooth finally made it's appearance. I stuck my finger in his mouth and he chomped down and there was something sharp and hard. Violla! He's officially got a tooth poking through. So maybe now we can start getting some sleep, cause heaven's knows that if I don't start getting at least 4 hours a night I might very well go crazy.
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