The molars are coming, the molars are coming!

Our girlie has been a bit of a bear this past week and all signs are pointing to more teeth. The next chompers scheduled to come in are molars and they are proving to be the worst ones yet! She wants her nuk, she does not want her nuk. She wants her bottle, she does not want her bottle. She wants to be held, she does not want to be held. She is too exhausted from crying to eat dinner or take a good bath. She wakes up multiple times a night because she is uncomfortable and hungry. Then she gets up at the crack of dawn (4:30 a.m. this morning) wanting to play with her Play-Doh and then falls sound asleep on the two minute car ride to school because she has been up for three hours. And the drool is everywhere! We are hopeful that a little time and another bottle of children's Tylenol will get us through this one?!