Flu shot

Miss P got her last round of the flu shot today. As a six month old infant she had to get one and then thirty days later get a second one. I guess babies can't handle the full dose at once. I made sure to get them without a preservative because I have a friend whose child was poisoned by themerisol. The boy had signs of autism that were brought about by mercury poisoning. The child is being treated for mercury poisoning and is actually improving. It is unbelievable. I feel so bad for the child and the parents for having to go through such a horrible ordeal. Luckily, though, my friend gave hubby and I a ton of insight into immunizations and other shots. We know what to questions to ask and what type of shots to request thanks to his guidance. I feel more comfortable about her immunizations knowing they aren't tainted by preservatives.

Miss P did really well getting the flu shot. The nurse was quick. So quick that I didn't even know she administered the shot until Miss P's face turned red and she was mustering up a screaming cry. She cried for a moment, but I picked her up right away and she quit crying as soon as she was in my arms. It is amazing the comfort and love babies feel in their mother's arms. I know as a thirty-something I still love the feeling of my mom's hugs and kisses. They are super special to me and I hope P feels the same way one day.

I think the next round of shots I have to endure...excuse me...that my baby has to endure are at twelve months. Hurray! I have five months off. I feel for all those new moms out there that have to start the two, four and six month round of shots. It is quite heartbreaking knowing your baby is being poked with a needle. But, the good news is that each time you go the better it gets. I know some moms that don't want to be in the room when their baby gets a shot. I could NEVER do that. Miss P needs to know that her mommy is there to make it better, or at least console her when she is in pain. I couldn't leave my baby in the arms of a stranger when she is experiencing some of the worse pain she has felt in her little life. That seems so unmotherlike.

Journal

I have been trying to keep a journal for baby concerning the things I do not want to forget. I think I am over-extending myself with the things I want to keep, where I am storing them and how I am storing them. I have a severe problem trying to organize and choose the best method of keeping memories, especially photos. My childhood photos are in a big box that needs to be sorted through and put into albums. I can't even just pick up an album and cherish memories of my past, and I don't want Miss P to feel that same frustration. So, I have been trying to order pictures online and as soon as I receive them I put them into albums. I have already fallen behind on that task because I can't find the "perfect" album to put her pictures in. It is ridiculous.

I just want to be sure I have plenty of pictures of her from her childhood that can be easily accessed. I also have things online at places like Snapfish, Shutterfly and Youtube...in addition to her own little websites I create.

For me, because I have a hard time being creative with crafts and such, it needs to be easy. I find those pre-made calendars and baby books a good outlet, but they seem so impersonal. I mean I want to do things in a special way for Miss P, not in a generic-I-found-this-at-babiesrus way. Not that there is anything wrong with it - and I have plenty of stuff I use that is generic...but, I really want at least one super special thing that Miss P can look back on when she is older...and cherish when she is my age. Scrapbooking may be the best thing - and it can be fun if I am in the mood (which isn't often, so it'll be quite an undertaking for me).

The good thing is that I have this blog to keep memories in. Hopefully Miss P will read this one day and not thing I am a total nutcase. Hopefully she'll think I just love her that much to worry about some of the things on here. ha!

Oh goodness

I can't believe it has been so long since I have written. Things have been kind of crazy with school and the baby getting older.

Miss P is doing the most incredible things...well, things I take for granted everyday because I have been doing them for 27 years :). I mean HOW cool is it to be able to:

*roll over
*say dadadadada
*check out new toys with your own hands
*get new clothes because the old ones don't fit...and not because you are fat! :)
*get to taste veges and fruits for the first time

The only thing that is not cool at times is the whole stranger anxiety. She is completely afraid of all men except her daddy. It can be embarrassing when she screams because a nice older gentleman says hello to her and smiles. You can tell he just wants to see the baby and get a smile, but no, it ends up with the man apologizing for scaring her. I guess some men can look quite grimacing smiling at you if you do not know them. Can you blame her?

Here is a picture of Miss P from Halloween....well, the picture was taken the day after because we stayed due to crappy weather. I wanted to take her to the neighbors, but I guess that'll just happen next year!