Freeze Or I'll Shoot!

She didn't freeze...and they did shoot.
Lynlee had her 4 month checkup today along with two shots and an oral vaccine that she didn't necessarily hate. Time is really flying by (kind of like the fly in our house that my dear, dear Zack is trying so desperately to catch). We ran into two of our friends at the doctor's who were bringing their baby in for an appointment as well and one of them asked if this was Lynlee's 2 month checkup. It was so weird to say nope, she's older than 2 months now (by double, might I add). AH!
I'm so glad to say that our little one is no longer in the 1st percentile for her weight - she's jumped up to the 3rd! In less than a month's time I think that's pretty good; she's slowly but surely starting to pack on those pounds. As of today she weighs 10 lb 7 oz and is 24 inches long.
She loved the crinkly paper that they always have on doctor tables; it was really cute to watch her on her tummy with her little head held high (she's finally starting to be ok with tummy time) and run her hand back and forth on the paper before savagely grabbing it and forcing it into her wide open, extremely drooly, mouth. She was so curious about the man who kept poking and prodding her to make sure everything is ok with her tiny body. She was mesmerized by the giant giraffe painted onto the wall in our room and even stared at the "other baby" in the mirror for a few seconds before remembering that it was nap time and she was tired NOW. And then came the pokes.
Fellow mommies, today is the day we discovered the secret to an easy (easier) time for everyone with shots. Lynlee's appointment was right smack-dab in the middle of nappy time so when we took her in for her appointment she was just on the verge of cranky and in a good enough mood for the doc to do his thing before beginning to cry that sad, tired cry. She was at the very edge of that moment between awake and a good, deep sleep when the shots came so while she did cry out of pain (saddest. cry. EVER.) after a matter of seconds after picking her up to comfort her it was only a little whimper (an even sadder sound than the cry, in my opinion) and by the time we got to the car about 3 minutes later she was out like a light and didn't move an inch when I put her into her crib at home. It was definitely the easiest experience with shot time I've ever had/heard about.

We got Dora and army print band-aids today.