They're in there...

Teeth!  Last night in the car on the way home, I reached my hand back to her carseat, stuck my finger in her mouth, and found something sizeable and sharp.  I *still* can't see it, but there's at least one in there.  She won't let me in there enough to see what I'm feeling, so I peek a little and feel a little.  But they are there.

Unrelatedly (or is it related???), we've had a couple of good nights of sleep once she gets there.  Bedtime has still been fairly rough (I've nursed her to sleep most nights this week), but the overnight has been really pretty good.  Last night, for instance, she passed out around 6:45 (tried nursing her at 6:20 and she refused--I think she was too awake and knew she'd fall asleep) and DH took her upstairs.  She woke up a little less than an hour later and I went up and rocked her back to sleep.  From there, she slept until 4:30!  4-freaking-thirty, folks!  Even if we count that as a full waking (which I don't typically count), she slept for almost NINE HOURS straight!  Even better, she went back to sleep after eating at 4:30 and slept until almost 7.  She woke up happy.  Beautiful morning.  Ahhhh...