Yesterday was my birthday. I am 28. Yippee. But really, it was a good birthday. Jeff took a half day and came home at lunch, then we went to Loose Park and had a picnic. It was such a gorgeous day! Quinn laid on the blanket and looked up at the trees. After this we took Quinn to the pediatrician for her 2 month appointment and vaccines. Yikes! I was really glad that Jeff was going with us. It was our first time with her new pediatrician and we really liked him, plus he graduated from Mizzou, this is why I chose him :p. Anyway he was really nice and answered my questions and basically told me not to look stuff up on the internet because all it does is make moms worry. He said she is up 50% of her birth weight which is great and when he tested her leg strength he said, "Well, this is great to me as a developmentalist, but as a father, this is bad news." Quinn will be walking in no time :p. The vaccines were terrible. She cried so hard and so did I. Jeff tried to sneak out of the room before the nurse came in to give the shots. The Dr. also said the Quinn has thrush, which might be why breastfeeding is still hurting. So after that I wrapped up my poor bandaged baby in the wrap on my chest and we walked on the plaza and she slept. Then we went home and took the dogs on a little walk. Later that night we had dinner outside on the plaza at the Cheesecake Factory.
Fast forward to midnight when I nursed Quinn and then put the Thrush meds in her mouth and she spit it all back up along with the milk I just fed her and I had to give her a bath, rinse out her cloths, and try to nurse her again so she wouldn't get dehydrated. Then we got to do it all again at 3:30am. Fun stuff. But thank goodness today she has been okay with the meds.
