Shots, Shots, Shots

     Little Aamira just got her 4 month shots last Thursday...boy oh boy does the phrase "shots, shots, shots" mean something totally different as as mommy :). Don't get the wrong idea, I tried alcohol for the first time in July of 2011 (during a trip to Cancun), a few months later I was Preggers and I could drink no more! Anyways, I am so glad that my baby took her shots like a Bains! :) She cried for about 40 seconds and was fine until about 10:30pm when she cried for a few minutes before falling asleep. I feel like the older she gets, the harder it becomes for me to see her in pain. It's a strange feeling meeting a newborn baby as a mommy and having no real relationship with "it." In the first few months you feel like a zombie, waking up at odd hours of the night, feeding "it," changing "it," and burping "it." I am sure not all new mother's feel this way, but I surely did.Once little Aamira developed a little personality, a relationship was born. I grew attached to "her," loved "her," and wanted to play with "her," versus just making "it" fall asleep. :)

She was actually having a blast before she got her shots.

 

     Missing my little baby on my first day back at work after the Holidays...:(

Nap Time!