That's her shouting, not us. The sun shone this morning, we stayed at home and got a few loads of laundry done. Poor Orn has been quite unsettled, chewing at her fists and anything she can get her hands on (our hands, our arms, muslins, toys) and dribbling like mad. Holding the teether we have to her mouth and letting her chew seems to help, but she's not dextrous enough to hold it in herself yet. I think we will have to resort to teething gel, since the Anbesol liquid is out of stock everywhere.
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| Getting closer! If only that arm would move. |
She's making progress on the rolling back to front, she spent a fair bit of the time on her mat with her head and sholders on her side, but waist down managing to get onto the front. If she could only figure out how to pull her arm in she'd be over. Lots more grabbing at hanging toys (and licking and chewing them), it's amazing how quickly changes happen.
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