She's a tough cookie

Marlo had her two month doctor appointment today. She had to get four shots. WAY too many at once, even for an adult. It was the worst. She cried more than she ever had, and I cried too. She went in being such a sweet girl, happy and smiling, and then she had to feel such pain. I felt horrible, still do. She's coping better than I am, almost back to her old self after a lot of napping.
The GOOD news: The doctor says she is really healthy and doing great. She's in the 97th percentile for weight at 13 pounds, 14 ounces. He also said she was very strong and of course, really cute.