Olivia has had her pump for almost three weeks now and while we have had some issues with it, I am already so mentally and emotionally far away from the shots that I don't think I can ever go back. It's as if we were, out of necessity and hardship, eating food that was half-spoiled. Day in and day out, we forced the stuff down until we got to a place where we hardly noticed that our food was rancid. And then one day...Fresh apples and oranges! Beautiful cuts of meat! Bowls of hot couscous! Brownies! And just like that, the thought, even the thought of eating that other becomes too horrible to bear.

OK, so I have some strong feelings about giving Olivia shots.

(Please. No offense at all intended to anyone who is on shots or giving their child shots. I am just so, so glad not to have to do it today. And I hope that we won't have to do it tomorrow.)