Wednesday, March 17, 2010

My first St. Patty's Day.... terrible.


Today papa left work to take mommy and me to the Dr. to finish getting my 2 month vaccinations. I screamed and cried until I couldn't breathe and than seemed perfectly fine. Papa went back to work and later on when mommy changed my diaper I realized how much my legs hurt from the shots.

Needless to say I broke my mommy's heart. I cried for nearly an hour and a half, non-stop. We sang songs, nursed, rocked, nursed, walked around, nursed, went outside, rocked, swung, nursed, nursed, nursed, both of us crying, danced, cursed at the vaccines, and finally called papa so he could hear what mommy was going through.

If this is what St. Patrick's Day is all about I want nothing to do with it next year. No thank you!

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