Yup, that's right Noah and
Aaden got shots on Thursday and here I am just now getting around to writing about it. I never imagined that the days would escape me as much as they do, nor did I imagine that the old me would be so distant. My body has changed, my dreams have changed, my aspirations have changed, my priorities have changed, my desires have changed, my life has changed, and I wouldn't change it for the world. The new me is "different," but content... busy, but grateful, and overwhelmed, but full of love.
We just finished up with a nice visit from "
Mima" (my MIL). We spent a great day in San Francisco with her filled with way too much good food and some memories that will last a lifetime. Gabe and I even managed to get two nights out and about without the boys, one together and one apart with friends. We have yet to have anyone watch the boys other then our Moms and my Grandma.
So on to the shots... it was bad, but not as bad as I imagined. They cried some real tears as did their Mommy and their Grammy.
Aaden cried much harder, and
Aaden is still having some problems. Ever since he has not been himself, feeling warm, and acting cranky. I have been giving him
tylenol a couple times a day since the shots and I am not sure whether it is still the shots to blame or rather a cold coming on.
Our boys have caught up in size and our fantastic pediatrician, was VERY pleased with how well the boys are doing all around. Noah is weighing in at 10 pounds, 5 ounces and is 21 3/4 inches.
Aaden is 10 pounds, 9 ounces and is 22 3/4 inches. They are tracking, cooing, smiling, and holding their heads up well.
The boys are officially out of newborn clothes and diapers, where is the time going? Seems like just yesterday I was carrying around the start of a little baby belly, which eventually turned into a large baby belly.
