In case you were wondering, it’s not a smart move to take a two month old that looks like this
then stick her in the thigh with needles three times and throw her in a car seat for 5 hours while being the only adult in the car.
After mentally high-fiving myself as she slept the first two hours of the trip while her sister read books, I got what was coming to me in the form of the following:
Two torrential downpours
A toddler who gagged herself trying to get a tiny piece of paper off her tongue and made herself throw up on her blanket
A screaming baby who after pulling over I realized didn’t want to nurse, but just to be cuddled
Spit up (a bucket full) down my arm and shirt
and a night full of wake ups. Pesky shots.
But in the end, it’s all ok. I arrived to this:
and family to chat with.
And this morning I got to do this with a baby that is back to being smiley:
And now I get to spend today celebrating my beautiful Grandma Betty’s 94th birthday. So I’m going to go get to it.
Hope you all have a great weekend!
Anything fun planned?!