Grace is six weeks old today. Today, I took her to get her first round of immunizations. I talked to her about it beforehand, preparing her for what was to come. Because that is the kind of mother I am. I was hoping she could be mature about it, given her advancing age. I mean, why scream and cry about what is, (a)necessary, and (b)preventative of big, scary illnesses? In hindsight, maybe I shoulda shown her some photos of what measles, mumps and rubella can do to a person. Cause no, she just cried and got all ticked anyway. I'm just gonna say this--sometimes she is kind of babyish.
But in memory of happier times, here are some pics I took this morning to commemorate her being six weeks old.
This morning's unpleasantness aside, she is a real sweetie. And still so itty bitty! When we are out with her, people often think we are fresh out of the hospital. Well, I guess being petite just runs in our family. Umm, sure. Anyway.