Poor little Ralph has been feeling the effects of his new molars pushing through something rotten over the past few days. He's dribbling through his dribble bibs, has the nastiest case of nappy rash, (i even wince when changing him) and we've been trying every herbal remedy that we can get our mitts on to try and ease the dudes discomfort. And as for me, well I've been better and we shall leave that at that for now. I just keep telling myself this wont last forever and teething sucks. On repeat. For most of the day. And night.
But it seems that if you go for a walk in a park, wearing your new blue wellingtons, crunching as many leaves as you can underfoot and tasting as much soil as you can get away with, you forget about all your new teeth coming through….