Today was a big day for us - with two outings from the house. The girls had their two month doctor visit (our final visit with the pediatrician in Chicago). Everything was going well and the girls are growing perfectly (Fiona 9lbs 1oz, Daphne 9lbs 5oz, Stella 8lbs 7oz) each almost doubling their birth weights. Due to this appropriate weight gain, I no longer need to supplement the girls breast milk with special formula to add calories - the girls get the pure stuff now. BUT one of the moments I had feared since becoming a mom had finally occurred....it was time for immunizations.
Now as I have mentioned previously, I am no trooper when it comes to shots, blood draws - really anything with needles, but I have learned I am even more of a mess when it happens to my children. Another key difficulty is that we had to go through this three times (one for each kid). So just when I recovered from one child hysterically screaming over the shots, it was time for another round. This was very traumatic for me, but thankfully Brant handled it as well as possible while I curled in the corner crying and covering my ears - you would think I was the one getting all the shots.
After turning our daughters into pin cushions, we realized that immunizations usually make kids irritable for the next couple of days - perhaps poor timing given our plans for the evening. Upon arriving home from the seemingly calm car ride (the first time I drove the girls by myself) everything seemed fine - until we had been home about one hour - when all hell broke loose. The girls (all three) starting screaming like I have never heard before (except from Daphne who really enjoys using her vocal cords). Our night adventure was at serious risk.
After some Tylenol (I hate giving the kids medicine - I feel like a drug pusher) and some serious determination from mom (and Uncle Evan) we put the girls in the car seats and somehow - for some reason - they started to calm down. We raced to put them into the car to meet Dad at Andrey and Alyona's house for a goodbye gathering. This would be the first time most of our friends met the girls. After the car ride the girls remained really calm - a wonderful treat. They were definitely on their best behavior napping most of the evening. They awoke just in time to be held by all those who were willing. Uncle Evan and I brought the girls home in time for their 10pm feeding while Brant continued to enjoy the evenings festivities.
Overall a successful day that could have been a disaster - we were really lucky.
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