Yawn

I contemplate an upcoming cup of tea as I write this. Margo has been waking me up in the wee hours of the morning and from about 4 am on we doze in and out of sleep. I doze off only to be woken up again by the sounds of her little voice in my ear saying, "hi" or "mama- pease". At least she's polite. I think operation "Dada" needs to implemented soon though. Jon is starting to call me his zombie wife. I keep waiting for the teething pain to subside a bit and for things to get better but more and more I think the answer might be just to cut her off from the good stuff at night.
I'm putting it off though because I know it has to get worse before it can get better.
Margo is currently the proud owner of no less than 7 new teeth. Not all are completely in yet. So her morning waking is understandable...
She goes in on Thursday for her 15 month check-up. So we'll see if she's still a shorty. All her blood levels have been totally fine and normal. I suspect that those measurements were a little off for her 12 month as she was a little squirmy. We'll see...
I'm off for that cup of tea now- black.