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Shots

We just got back from getting Olivia's 2 month shots. There was a lot of crying, and some of it was even from the baby.

I never knew how hard it would be, as a momma, watching my child feel anything but happiness. Watching her get those shots was more than I could bear. When they first poked her, she looked a bit confused, as if she wasn't sure what had happened, and then she screamed so hard she couldn't catch her breath. I kept kissing her and telling her I loved her, while the evil woman kept poking my precious child. I'm sure she went and told the other nurses what a loser I was. After the evil nurse left, I calmed Olivia down by nursing her. The boob always comforts her, although in this case, nursing her may have been more of a comfort to me.

The amount of love I have for this child is insane. If I could've taken 100 needles in place of her 4, I would've. Being a parent is the best job I have ever had and would do A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G to keep my baby from hurting. Sadly, in life, this will rearely be an option . . .

I meant to mention this the other day about having kids. On Wednesday, I met my gay friend B and his mom for coffee. His mom lives a few hours away and wanted to see my baby since she knows B is so crazy about Olivia. Anyway, B's mom asked to help him find a girl so he could give her grandchildren (she doesn't know he's gay) and he said, "Mom, I want to adopt." and she made a face like it wasn't good enough. It made me sad because a) I want to adopt a child after we have 2 of our own and I know he/she will DEFINITELY be like our bio kids to us, and b) the look on B's face after seeing his mom's disappointment was just so sad. For the time being, I am happy to share my little girl with B. He was there just a couple of hours after Olivia was born, and when I had the accident and James was out of town, B stayed with me at the hospital until James got back in town. I've told him he'll be Olivia's Uncle B and he is crazy about her. Of course, I love anyone who loves my child.

Tonight, we're probably going to take it easy, unless Olivia feels surprisingly well (they said she could feel fine until the morning). In that case, we're going to a party. It's outdoors and it'll be good for her to get some fresh air.

I almost forgot, Olivia now weighs 11 lbs, 7 ozs! Go boobs, go! However, as soon as she finally gets out the poo-poo she's been trying to push out for hours, she'll weigh a lot less. :-) She also tinkled on her doctor, but luckily, nothing got on his clothes.

Off to check on the most gorgeous child in the world . . .

Posted by Hannah at June 9, 2006 05:28 PM