The band aids. "Mom, grab my pants and lets get out of here before she comes back with another needle."
She cried for about a minute after the shots, was quiet going to the car, then passed out as soon as we got on the road. At home we went on a long walk, for which she slept, then it was as if she realized around 6 o'clock that her legs hurt. She cried, slept and nursed for 3 straight hours--in that order. Just too sore not to tell us about it, too tired to stay awake for long, and too sad not to be comforted by mommy. I'll admit, I cried too when she was really telling her sad stories. I wish I could've taken all the pain. But she is asleep now and I even got to finish folding laundry, cleaning the kitchen, and sat down to a snack and a glass of milk. Genuine mommy time! I needed it after the fitful evening I had with her. It's so nice to relax when the house is dark, the dishwasher is running and husband and baby (and even the hounds) are asleep. I get such peace knowing my poor sweet baby is getting some much-needed rest after wearing herself out. Now in worn out.
G'night!
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