Teething

Well, I am getting into the swing of work. I am bored out of my mind. The baby is sweet and cute, but games appropriate for an eight month old are pretty boring when you're in your twenties - especially when you play them for eight-nine hours every day. Over and over again. I think she is relaxing a little bit though.

Anyway, this week she has started teething. So, she is crabby and doesn't want to sleep. I was sitting there, holding her, and I look down and she is chewing on my shoulder. She has a very small mouth, and she looked pretty ridiculous, but very cute. Sometimes I wish I had a camera phone or something.

It's really not that bad. She is a good baby; she doesn't cry much and is easily quieted when she does start to fuss. I keep on expecting her to start crawling. I thought she was going to do it this afternoon when the cat was a couple of feet out of reach. She got into crawling position, but didn't quite do it. She does crawl a little bit, but only backwards.

She's very cute, I just wish I could take a break during the day at some point.