
Nervous anticipation on Jules' face, or as we like to call, the "what the hell are you two doing to me now!" face
...but we can report that all in all she did well. There was some loud crying after the initial needle pricks, but after some good old fashion TLC from mom (and a bit of nursing) Jules settled down and basically slept the day and night away. Plus she got those really cute band-aids, although we are in agreement that our little girl really isn't the Barbie or Care Bear band-aid type. Maybe next time we'll ask for the the wahine surfer girl or Led Zepplin band-aids.

Jules' is NOT a Barbie girl, living in a Barbie world.

The little angle sleeping it off on mom, the human pillow.
I think in the end we were a bit more traumatized that she was, as she seems none the worse for them. Regardless of your opinion on vacinations, you never like seeing your little one in tears, no matter what the reason is. It is really incredible the depth to which we as parents internalize our childrens' pain. And now we understand why parents are so reticent sometimes to let their kids run free. Although I guess in the end that is the real trick to parenting, understanding the balance between protecting your child and letting them explore and be themselves. Sadly we found out she might be suffering a bit from thrush so there is a lovely oral medication that we have to subject her to every day, which she loves to spit back up. Jules does an amazing recreation of the vomit scene from the Exorcist, although thankfully hers is white and not pea green! So, one round of scary needles down, many to go. The next hurdle will be the grand voyage back east to see the great-grand parents. Yet again, something tells us we're more nervous about this than her...ahhhh the joys of parenthood!
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