Sophie gets a shot. Three of them. Sophie went for her 2-month checkup today. She is now 10 lbs 9 oz (meaning she's gained 3 pounds in the past month; she's in the 50th percentile) and measures 23 1/4 in. (in the 75th percentile). She grew a lot this past month! She got her first round of shots; she cried, and then as soon as the doctor left the room, I cried. She's been alternating between fussy and sleeping all day, and it'll probably be an interesting night. The doctor gave us the green light to try to get her to sleep through the night (she's almost there already) and to finally take her out in public. Church, stores, restaurants, the beach, wherever. Hallelujah. Hard to believe the cinnabun is 2 months old... seems like just yesterday I was whining and complaining about how huge and tired I was. Now I'm just tired. :) I have been trying like crazy to focus on today; to stop starting conversations with "I can't wait till she's old enough to..." I'm thrilled with what she's old enough to do right now, every last wiggle and chuckle she makes. And I'm trying to savor all the firsts and hold them in my heart... her first sleepover, first time she grabbed a rattle and gave it a good shake, first time she's really studied her hands. She's so incredibly, amazingly special that it takes my breath away sometimes.