We’re in the teething stage.
Feverish.
Grumpy.
I can’t tell if you even want me.
We’re in the teething stage.
I think before it gets better, it’s going to get ugly.
We’re in the teething stage.
Uncomfortable.
Sometimes swollen.
Sometimes bloody.
We’re in the teething stage.
I shouldn’t have to try this hard for you to love me.
–S.