This has yet to improve. In fact, it just got a tad worse. Teeth are appearing in little Delaney's four-month-old mouth. This morning, when greeting me with her usual gumming, she delivered instead a true bite. Well, a half-bite (the top teeth have yet to emerge). I couldn't decide if I should scream in pain or in joy. My little girl sprouted her first teeth!
My eventual reaction was determined by the fact that my nipples are certainly toughening up. While she chomped down on one of my pencil erasers, I beamed in motherly delight.