Shots, Shots! ...Not tequila

Bean had her two month well baby appointment today which included her first round of vaccines. I was dreading it all week! I don't have any issues with vaccines, I feel that they are important, it just sucks that they have to be given subcutaneously to such young, innocent children who don't understand why they're hurting. But, I'm happy to report that while I felt terrible seeing my hungry, sleepy baby girl rudely awaken only to be stabbed three times without warning, turn bright red due to her most saddening cry I've ever heard, I did not cry. I also didn't watch the sticks. Instead, I held her head in my hands, caressing her hair as she laid on the exam table and sang "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" in her ear in my best attempt to comfort her (since those buttholes wouldn't let me nurse her during, I couldn't even hold her! Jerks...)

Thankfully the rest of the appointment went well. So let me back up... Our mornings generally go like this - wake up around 7, nurse & play, nap for about an hour 8-9, get dressed, nurse play, nap 11-1. It's not clockwork but that's about our morning. Today she was awake at 5, 6, 7, 8:00 we were finally ready to be up. This was fun because Bean was in a super good mood and she played with her new kick and play gym I just ordered for her (more on that and my shopping spree for toys later) while I had my coffee & breakfast. She was ready to nurse and I assumed nap due to her pink little eyelids so I figured she'd want a nap. Needless to say she had a hard time going down... Her preferred place to nap is her swing. (What baby doesn't love it?!) Well when I put her in there she continued to smile and babble at me - so freakin cute! But this was getting inconvenient as I still needed to get ready for our appointment (I'm a first time mom, I'm lucky to ever get dressed during the week... If I get alone time during a nap, the question is always Eat, Sleep, Poop, or Shower? Seriously, this is important as I don't get much of this alone time.) Anyhow, as I babble at Bean while I get dressed, attempt to tame my crazy "mom hair" and brush my teeth, she fusses on and off in the swing & I begin to worry that she's going to have a fussy day even before the doctor... Uh oh. Then, 15 minutes before we're to leave, she clonks out. Hard. Crap... It's never a good idea to wake a sleeping baby, especially if said baby is overtired. Anyways, press on, Mommy! I successfully get her into the carseat without much disturbance to her precious slumber. Fast forward to checking in... "Sorry ma'am, I don't have any appointments for you." YOU WHAT?! You have got to be kidding me! For those of you who know me, you know how irritated I get by incontinent (let's just call it what it is, stupid!) people... I was about to blow my top. So I lug Bean, complete with infant car seat & giant diaper bag (seriously, why I don't grab the stroller I can't figure out cause it is difficult to lug that seat around! And not to mention how HB puts it, I don't want to give my baby a concussion. The darn thing hits my leg with every step I take!) back out to my car. And have I mentioned, I live in Minot, ND where spring is on strike & we're trying not to be Canada (HB...) It's cold out. I hate dragging Bean into the cold. Anyways, reach the car, strap back in, try to call Hubby since he's supposed to meet us then call the appointment line, quite irritated. "Huh, I have you down for an appointment in 2 minutes." "Yeah well your secretary sucks and I'm crabby!" That's what I wanted to say but instead I explained politely what happened on my end and it turned out there are two computer systems which weren't communicating - way to go military, you make things SO over complicated when you try to simplify... Either way, finally got in. In the mean time, Bean is sleeping like a champ! Especially considering its been two and a half hours since she last nursed, and well, we hardly ever get two hours between each feeding like "they" suggest.

Moving on... If anyone has any more time to waste on my lovely story... As the nurse escorts me back, I must look a mess because she gives me this "You look tired..." face and then offers to carry our diaper bag... We undress Bean and she has her measurements taken, doc comes in, does an exam and we ask our questions, etc. It wasn't until the last five mins with the doc did Bean start to fuss, and let me mention at least three hours since she last nursed. (SUCH a trooper! I'm so proud of her!) She falls back to sleep as I'm comforting her and talking to the doc and then we head to immunizations, which you already read about. Either way, I'm so proud of the both of us. She's been sleepy since, hence the precious time I've been given to write my novel. Next time, I say lets have tequila shots instead of vaccines. Way more fun! (None for Bean though, she has another 20 years, 10 months before she can have tequila.)

2 month stats:
Weight 10 lbs 6 oz (40 %ile)
Length 21 1/2" (10 %ile)
Noggin 15 1/2" (60 %ile)

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