...I learned that and that she was the prettiest baby our pediatrician had ever seen. Who knew?
Olivia weighed in at 10 lbs, 12 oz and was 23 inches long. She had to get a couple of vaccinations and she was NOT happy about that. After the shots, she was much better, and I honestly think that it was harder on me than it was her.
As I pulled out of the pediatrician's parking lot, I remembered back to the first couple of times we took Olivia to the doctor after she was born. It took my mom, my dad, and myself to get her out of the car and into the office. Then, it took both my mom and me getting her undressed and onto the weighing scale. She pretty much screamed the entire time we changed her and weighed her. This time, I was able to do it all on my own. And, she was as happy as could be until the needle came out. She has grown and changed so much. It's hard to believe that 11 weeks, 3 pounds and 2 1/2 inches could make such a difference in a baby.
Here's a picture of poor Olivia telling her Papa about getting her shots.
And, a picture of the boo-boo.
3 comments:
I know the shots are necessary but it just breaks Nana's heart to see her precious baby cry because of them. Nana and Poppy are on their way to pick up a swing so Olivia will feel right at home when she and Momma come to visit. Poppy says he can't wait to see her and I can't either. Amanda we'll be glad to see you too, but you know how it is!!!
Those shots are so terrible. I seriously cry each time they do it. Still. But they really protect them, so I guess it's a necessary evil.
I still cry when I get shots...and I'm 25, poor little Livvy. :(
At least now she can grow big and strong and be a healthy baby, but that sad face breaks my heart!
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