Little Sick, Tired Birthday Girl

The end of my last week as a 23 year old and the commencement of my first week as a 24 year old have been rough so far. I will list the challenges and the triumphs:

• Baby saw doctor for 4 month check-up.
• Doctor's intern told me no, babies don't get teeth this early. Take a look in HERE, little intern, and see exhibits A and B. My advanced babe.
• Babe acquired strange rash-inducing virus called roseola in combination with reaction to immunization shots AND thrush. Mom and Dad injected syringes of Tylenol and thrush meds into baby, who promptly screamed and refused to sleep 3.5 nights in a row.
• Mom turned 24 on no sleep, and sweet Daddy made delicious pizza reminiscent of one of our first dates. Dad brought home vino, and (accidentally!) a video bordering on porn. Suffice to say, we chose sleep.
• Mom acquired illness affecting muscles (ache!), throat (ouch!), and temperature. Illness still persists.
• Baby ate solid food (ok, semi-solid rice cereal) for 1st time...Doctor prompted this...full bellies equal full night's sleep. WE HOPE SO.

I hate to whine, but it's been rough, kids. Cherish your youth, because at 23.99, you just might have to grow up.