Max and Mama had to go see Grandpa Doctor (that's what Jack called Grandpa Bill when he was a toddler.) Max got to have his 4 month old check---and FOUR vaccines! Oh, man, I'm fairly certain that he's channeling several of the 7 dwarves: Grumpy, Dopey, Sleepy and some of the cousins: Irritable and Cranky. At least, he's received his pneumovax, which is what I wanted the most. He's been wheezy from his colds. Poor Max, he's been the sickest of all my babies. I guess it's hard to be a winter babe.
Mama had a mole and a cyst removed---and they were pretty ouchy. Then I spent Max's nap time getting stuff for the baby shower I'm hosting for one of my favorite people on Saturday. It was fun---until the Tylenol and benzocaine wore off!
We've spent the rest of the day kinda being cross and miserable. I have no idea whether Max will sleep this evening, but he's currently screaming his lungs out and I'm pretty miserable about it. I sure hope vaccines work because they are traumatic---mostly for me. HA.
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