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2 month Bug

Happy 2 months to our Bug!

Bug had her 2 month check-up with Dr. Nishibayashi (a.k.a. Dr. Nish) today and she got 5 vaccinations.  I'd name them all, except...well...I can't remember them all.  Whatever they were, 5 were shots and one was oral.  I absolutely hate taking shots myself and to see Bug take them just kills me.  (I know. I'm supposed to be the brave one for Bug, but it's hard!  I'm working on it!)  Today's been a rough day and because of the vaccines, Bug has been even more fussy than usual during the day.  :(  Bug whimpered throughout her entire two hour nap today.  It's sad to see your baby in pain and to not be able to do anything about it.  (That's one of those parent things, right?)  So the only way I could deal with it, was to cry too.  I'm sure I'll get a whole lot better at this bravery stuff (or at least putting up a front in front of Bug)...in time.

She's still in a little bit of pain...sore from the shots.
(Don't worry.  Dr. Nish said she's too young to remember he's the "bad guy" who tries to keep her healthy.)

This is the band-aid. There was one on each leg.  OUCH!

Poor kid...holding Daddy's hand, trying to get over it.  I have a feeling it's gonna be a long night!

I can't believe it's already been two whole months since I've given birth to Bug and even though it's overwhelming (especially between 9pm-2am), I still feel really blessed...and seeing her smile every morning for a couple of hours makes it all worth it.  :)

Last weekend, Wyatt and I had to attend a wedding and we left Bug with her first real babysitters, Ninong Louie and Ninang Angela.  Because my sister had to work until 4pm, Ninong Louie was on his own until she came home.  It must not have gone so badly because on Sunday morning when we were leaving, Ninong Louie asked when he could babysit again. :)  I love how much they love her.  It reassures me that she has the best godparents around and that they will always look out for her and care for her.



Don't worry...she was just mad because she hates being burped.

She was back to laughing in no time.  Can you say "drama queen"?

I can't wait to see what this coming month has in store.  :)  Bug is now "talking" and smiling A LOT.  I can only imagine what it'll be like once she starts using real words. :)

God Bless,
Kat

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