The Culprit

Ah ha! I think we may have identified the source of Ellie's "illness" the other day. Drum roll please....

...we have teeth!

Or rather, "tooth". Miss Mouse is teething. Now we embark upon a whole new stage of Life with Baby. (And boy am I glad I am no longer breastfeeding! Ouch.)

Josh and I independently discovered the emerging incisors. He got a glimpse of pearly white when she was opening wide to demand her bottle. And I felt something suspiciously sharp when she was gnawing on my finger.

So far, the teething process doesn't actually seem to be causing her any distress. No fever. No crying. No waking in the night. At least not yet. Thank goodness! Just lots of drooling and lots of chewing. And, apparently, a bit of puking.