Molly is getting a molar. Just one. This has caused her to wake up in the middle of the night for the past three nights for anywhere from 2 hours to 3 1/2 hours. I'm exhausted. This is only her first molar, so I realize I'll go through this another three times when the others appear. Sigh.
I have a feeling tonight will be the fourth night she puts me through the same routine.
This week our schedule is a little different. Sunday, yesterday, we tried to enjoy a quick family shopping outing but Molly didn't handle it well. We returned home. Today was an office day - peaceful and easy. Tomorrow is a dentist appointment for Claire so she will miss school. It's also my birthday, so I'm taking the afternoon off, and the plan (so far) is to take Claire (and the twins) over to Lauren's house to play for a little while. Lauren's face was badly burned by hot olive oil off the stove - a very scary story - so she's been out of school and at home healing. Her mom wanted her to have some friend time tomorrow. Claire got to see Lauren's burned face at dance class this past Saturday and she handled it beautifully. She barely noticed and said Lauren looked great. I, on the other hand, felt brokenhearted for Lauren's mother, knowing the mom guilt she is going through.
Lily took about 4-5 steps tonight, so she actually made some walking progress. Molly is currently scaring me because I'm afraid she got a small drink of Lysol cleaning wipe "juice" - I was letting her hold the container while I changed her diaper before bed, and before I knew it she was sucking on the top. I hope nothing seeped out. I've already (obsessively) checked on her twice since she went to sleep. Kids. Accidents. It's just inevitable, but scary.
The photos are from the McDonald's outing yesterday - Kyle took the kids to breakfast and allowed me to sleep in after all the nighttime waking issues.