It was her 2-month appointment today and along came the dreaded shots. She has done pretty good with getting shots up until this point, which consists of just a few – how many could you really have in a 2-month span? But today she got 4 shots, two in each leg and one oral vaccine. The wonderful nursing staff came in and administered one in either leg, at the same time. I was fine standing off to the side until one of the nurse asks, “can you hold her arms”. I guess until that point, I felt some disconnect that I wasn’t really inflicting this pain on to her but having to hold her arms down really was challenging. Being the tough mom, I held her arms and they gave her the first round. By the time they were able to give her the last shots I heard a scream-cry that would have broken your heart.
Granted, she cries but this cry was absolutely heart-wrenching. I felt so bad for our little girl. I swiftly picked her up and cuddled her. I told her how proud we were of her for being such a BIG girl. I told her that we loved her and that she would feel better soon. And thanks to some of my fellow September ’11 moms, I had a bottle prepped and ready to go too. That helped soothe the pain. After about 15-20 minutes she was calmed down and we were headed home.
She had two shiny, silver band-aids that told the whole story.