It's Friday night around 715 and AW has taken the screaming Scarlett to bed, hopefully for the night. She's still what is considered a 'good' baby: once the nighttime starts, she's reasonably content to treat it as sleep-time, even if she needs a couple of feeds and her nappy changed during the night. She'll usually go back to sleep quite quickly, especially if she's feeding between us in the bed. But we're trying to put an end to that, as we are moving to our smaller place, with its smaller bed, next week.
We're expecting a more disturbed night tonight as Scarlett had her first set of immunisations today. She was not pleased at the two injections, one in either chubby thigh. She'll have these again at 12 weeks, and at 16 weeks, and then the next set at 12 months. It was like we'd betrayed her - she's been very happy in the flat and in the doctor's waiting room, and then all of a sudden - pain. Hope she doesn't blame it on me because I was holding her at the time. I'll be holding her next time as well, as AW will be back at work then, I think.
Then we had to wait around the surgery for 10mins or so, to see if there was any reaction. She swiftly fell asleep in AW's arms, and remained so on our walk back to the flat. It is so convenient having our chemist, our doctor, and our dentist literally across the road from us. It was especially good when AW was pregnant.
