Today was the worst day yet of parenthood. We had to take Kara to the doctor for her 2-month vaccinations. It was awful. She is 22 1/2 in. long (50th percentile) and 11 lbs. 12 oz. (75th percentile). She is growing, beautiful, healthy and we got the 'All Clear' from our pediatrician for the last adoption paperwork. Then it was time for the shots. We debated, I stayed up many nights worrying, we went back and forth...we ended up having her have all of her shots. I guarantee that these four shots today were worse for ME than the hundreds of infertility shots over the last seven years. Aunt Nicole came over so I could make dinner while she comforted Kara.
6 comments:
Awwwww. I'm proud of you. You did the right thing!
I am glad to hear that you survived Kara's shots. It is always worse on the parents! She is getting so big! I can't believe how much she has grown! Keep up the great work guys!
Does she ever sleep or is she just always eatin? She sounds like she is growing amazingly, a true tribute to her parents. Congratulations!
It's so true that the shots are worse for the parents than they are for your baby! Julio and I fought over who would hold Jordan during the shots and who got to sit in the corner and plug our ears. I dread the appointments when Jordan can actually look at me and say,"Mommy, I'm scared! It hurts! Don't let them do this to me!"
love the chubby cheeks!! Yea, you made it through the first round!
Shots are so awful. Poor you. I am sorry. Poor her. Oh that is just so sad.
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