It's Molar Season!

It is DEFINITELY molar season in triplet-ville. I found myself up all night Sunday night with my daughter who can now proudly claim a total of 8 teeth (1 molar.) Last night, I found myself up with Kai who decided 3a.m. was a good time to start his day!

Poor little Kai. He actually made an effort to try and get back to sleep. This meant the poor dear tried every cuddle position he could think of. He tried sleeping on top of my chest. He tried sleeping beside me. He tried using my neck as a pillow.

He even checked out using my pillow as his own, tucking his little arm under my neck so he could hug me while he tried to sleep. All the while, he kept his tiny baby boy eye's closed as TIGHTLY as he could muster, all to no avail.

I was ever so glad to hear that alarm go off this morning! Kai tends to give as many bruises in his sleep as he does kissies! I am very grateful that they all at least stay lovable, even if they are in pain, poor little dears.

I know that once that first molar pops through, that they should get used to it (in theory anyways.) After all, we are even still on our one and only tube of ora-jel. It would be nice if there was another way to do this, but I know that it is all part and parcel of having babies.

Oddly enough, their teething doesn't seem to bother them at all during the day. I wonder why that is? They were all three little angels for us while ran to the banks. They were even nice in Wal-mart so I could get them their little cups of veggies and their ham that they love so much.

Ah well, now that it's evening, I suppose I should take a nap in preparation for tonight. The babies are working on going to bed, but I am anticipating Kian's turn with molars coming up here any day now!