Just remember, I love you

Oy. Two month immunization shots today at the pediatricians. I was not looking forward to this one. It just so happened I had a full bottle of pumped breast milk for her to enjoy before and after the shots...seemed to be the trick to take her mind off the pain. Man, did she scream bloody murder when she was getting the shots, though. It broke my heart. It's interesting though, how, for the first shot, her eyes just went wide, like she was thinking about what to do...and then the mouth opened wide and the screams kept a comin'. But, as soon as the shots were over (three in total), I stuck a bottle in her mouth and all was right with the world again. She's even sleeping right now! I hope this doesn't make her crabby for the rest of the day and the worst is over.
Just before the shots, I held her little hands and said..."Remember, I love you." It's really heartbreaking knowing they are about to be in pain ;-(
On the brighter side of life, we just got back from a weekend in Galena. (John was doing the duathlon there). Aside from the wind, the weather was gorgeous. We spent Sunday walking along Main St., which is the definition of quaint. Who knew Illinois was so beautiful with historic streets, rolling hills and wineries! Anyway, the pies du resistance (sp?) was stopping by my old watercolor teacher (two blissful weeks in the Greek Isles learning watercolor from a master) Carl Johnson's gallery. www.cjart.net. His wife and son were there and we ended up spending a couple of hours at his gallery just talking. His wife is quite loquacious. I forgot how much I loved them together. We were there so long, Olivia was due for a feeding and I ended up breastfeeding her in Carl's apartment above the gallery. Talk about surreal: staring at all of those paintings of places you've been in Carl's unique style of watercolor while nursing. It's like I have come full circle. Unfortunately, Carl is retired from teaching the watercolor class, and he's in his 70's so, even if Olivia follows in my footsteps, she will miss out on the Johnson's.
Next week, the in-laws are coming to see their grandchild/niece/cousin all the way from England. I am under pressure to impress. I know Olivia will cover about 90% of that, but I still need to think about things to do.
Also, next Sunday is O's Baptism. I scheduled it so the in-laws could be there...I am glad it worked out. I am excited to dress my little beautiful up in her frilly white gown Grandma got for her. Although, I have to say, the bald head makes her look like a boy in a dress. There is not much we can do until that hair grows in ;-). My cute little bald meringue...