Stoic

I had to take Ava to get a shot and bloodwork done this morning to get medical clearance for a job overseas. I thought they were going to take a vial of blood from her (which necessitates leaving a needle in your arm for a few long seconds to fill a vial - imagine that in a wriggling baby who doesn't understand why that stranger is hurting her) and I anticipated her screaming and crying so I was nervous. Furthermore, I always forget that coffee exacerbates my anxiety so it was increased tenfold. Bleh. Note to self: hold all coffee until after anxiety-inducing event.

Well, it turned out that she only needed to get a TB test (they only stick the needle just under the skin - as opposed to shots where the needles are jammed into muscle) and a finger prick. In her case, it was a toe prick. Ava didn't cry or flinch with either. She just watched.

I...was...amazed.