Monday was Avery’s two month check up. I went to the appointment, happy and unknowing with my brand new content baby ready to tell the doctor how great everything was going. And then she said “oh, you know there are 4 vaccinations due today….”. Call me an unprepared mom, but I had no idea this was on the schedule.
The nurse specialist came in with a tin of 3 needles and one oral. She took the oral just fine – it was salty sweet and Avery found it quite tasty. Then came the bad part. 🙁
As the nurse attempted to get her in position on the doctor’s table, she screamed and squirmed. (Sidenote: she did say “My god, this is a strong baby” as struggled to get her legs pinned. Uh yeah lady, she kicked me for 9 solid months so I’m not surprised.) The shots went in and Avery SCREAMED so loud it made my eyes water. I couldn’t even watch I was so sad for her. But the worst part was to come.
When we got home she was soooo whiny. Her face looked puny, she had a fever of 100.4ºF and just wanted to be held. So all plans and all work went out the window and I spent the last 24+ hours rocking my poor little peanut head.
Sounds like our little one needs some grandpa and grandma time