Poor Baby

Ava has finally settled down and is taking a nap in the next room. I hope I can finish this post before she starts up again. She's had a pretty traumatic day so I don't blame her for being fussy tonight. Today was her 2 month check-up. She has grown 3.5 inches and has gained 4 lbs! That was the fun part. The not so fun part came in the form of needles. Poor baby had to have her first round of vaccinations. I didn't watch. How awful it must feel to be surprised like that. One minute you are cooing and smiling at daddy and then BAM! Times three! WTH!

She slept on the way home from pure exhaustion from crying, but I think she's feeling some soreness in her legs. She's been coming in and out of sleep and I've tried putting her down but without much success because she starts screaming again.

Then, in the middle of feeding her she started throwing up big time. It was like a faucet. And if anyone knows me they know I have horrible gag reflexes. So then I started gagging because I could smell the throw-up. It was bad. But I just had to pull myself together and get us both cleaned up. Well Ava hates being naked so when I undressed her she started screaming. Then her next enemy is the bath. But I had to bathe her or she'd be smelly so that meant more screaming.

She cried for a good 20 minutes after I dressed her and now she's all tuckered out and I was finally able to set her down.

Poor baby. What a day.