One week ago today, something quite traumatic happened to my little girl…
She had to get her vaccines.
Oh my, it was awful. Painful. Scary. Okay, I’m describing what it was like for me. She was pretty cool actually. She cried for about 2 minutes after receiving the shots, then she slept. Then she woke as a screaming, grumpy 2 month old with a grudge.
“Mama thinks she’s gonna sleep tonight? I don’t think so…” This was said with a thick mobster-like accent, while smoking an imported cigar.
I didn’t punish her for the cigar smoking…
Isn’t her little leg sad? She had four Tasmanian Devil bandages. Had I been given a choice, I would have chosen Hello Kitty or Barbie, but the choice was not mine. I think it would have hurt a little less had she been awarded with a cute bandage, but I’m just sayin’…
We relaxed a bit after our traumatic doctor’s appointment. Drew needed a good, hot bath. She needed some time in her cozy robe, lounging on mommy and daddy’s bed.
The grumps didn’t hit until 2 days later, and this is what all of my photos began to look like –
Is it just me, or does a temper-tantrum seem a little less serious when the baby is dressed in a ruffled, polka-dot dress and hot pink tights???
So, in other baby news… Drew has slept through the night a few times, but not with consistency. Any tips you mama’s out there can offer, I’m all ears! And what about naps…how often? How long?
Being Drew’s mom has been an absolute blast. I am definitely learning as I go! And learning to fit in blogging is a challenge. As is cooking. And showering. Oh, yeah, and sleeping… Zzzzzzz.