Today was Stretchy's 2 month visit. Three things happened during this visit that I wasn't expecting.
1. Stretchy was calm, collected and cool for almost the entire time. She even smiled at the doctor and practiced coo-ing. Awesome.
2. She was not nearly as heavy as I thought and I lost the bet. I thought she'd be at least 12lbs. by now. Nope. 10lbs.14oz. Which places her neatly in the 48th percentile. Enjoy that while you can little Stretchy... if you've got any Mommy-genes in you, it won't last long...
3. Watching your child as someone inflicts pain on them- in fact, pain which you have whole-heartedly signed up and asked for- is the most horrific thing that could happen to a person. The cry that ensued as the injections were given was the saddest thing I've ever seen Stretchy do. The red face, the un-ending wail... I may have even teared up a little.
The up-side to the vaccines? Stretchy took a two-hour nap when we got home and I finished my Christmas wrapping.
The down-side? Since she woke up from the above-mentioned nap, she's been trying to wear out her lungs. It hasn't worked yet.
Dear Infant Triaminic,
Please work soon, or Mommy will have a nervous breakdown from not being able to comfort her child in any way.
Love,
Frazzled Mommy, Who in the Very Near Future, Might Break Down and Cry with Her Baby
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