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Friday was a big day. The girls spent the morning with a parishioner while I organized/sorted through our guest bedroom/dining room/catch-all room and then we spent the early afternoon shopping and then to the doctor's office for their four-month check-up.

They did fairly well the whole day, too. They were all smiles for Loree, which is excellent. And they were very happy babies until the shots. I had completely forgotten about the four month shots. I was just sitting there, all happy-go-lucky, playing with Mae and watching Eve when all of a sudden a look of complete and utter betrayal displayed itself on my sweet little Eve's face.

I have been able to distinguish their cries for almost two months now, and I have never heard my baby cry like that. When I bumped her head on the crib a month ago it came close, but never have I heard a cry of such pain occur. My heart broke into a million little pieces as I watched her get poked three times, with two little drops of blood spilling forth.

I immediately set her sister down, who by this time realized something was up and began whimpering herself, and held Eve close to me, telling her it was all right now and kissing her cheeks. After awhile she calmed down and just sniffed her little nose and held onto me.

Meanwhile, the same horrible situation occurred for Mae, who looked even more betrayed than Eve had, but Mae cries more in general, so her tears, while still horrible, were not the heart-breaking ordeal of a few minutes prior.

Soon I had both girls in my lap, covering them in mommy kisses and rubbing their backs. After a couple minutes they were both fine again and we departed. It shouldn't be that traumatic and difficult to watch them get shots, but I think it's the idea of purposely saying - go ahead, hurt my baby - that just gets me.

I KNOW I'm over dramatizing it and I'm glad they have their immunizations, but it was an odd feeling, watching my babies be hurt, even if only temporarily.

The rest of their appointment went well. Mae is 12 lbs 9 oz. & 25 inches long. Eve is 13 lbs 2 oz. & 24 inches long. Mae's head is slightly larger than Eve's (40.9 to 39.2 cm), but nowhere near the huge difference there was when they were first born. My little chunker is catching up!

They continue to be very healthy and we got the go ahead to start cereal this week...so we'll start tomorrow evening when we're both home. I have a general feeling that Mae will immediately take to it while Eve will grudgingly get used to it. We'll see.