Whaaat? Already?!

Yes. Apparantly.

So I had dreaded that day since I heard of it. April 6th. The day of Emeline’s first vaccines. D-D-D-DOOOOM!

I mean, I hate needles. At least blood samples. At least the ones where they poke you in the finger. (Wait for it… waaait fooor iiit… BAM! And the nurse get that drop of blood she needed, and I’m left with an aching finger and sweaty hands. Seriously.) Oh, and I don’t care for vaccinations either. And I really hate venous catheters. And all this despite that I normally do all of this to animals every day. (SO SORRY, ANIMALS!) Okay, so I’m really a stellar blood sample patient, I even watch what they are doing, asking what’s in the different sample vials and whatever, but that’s only because the nurses are good at what they’re doing.

Well, babies don’t like vaccinations. That’s a fact. My baby is very verbal when someone’s doing something she doesn’t like. That’s also a fact. So the vaccination scenario I was picturing was NOT GOOD: She gets all red in the face, screaming as loud as her tiny body is able to, making her tongue all tense, tears streaming down her cheeks, until she’s out of breath, and my heart breaks.

I was sitting on the edge of the chair while Christian was holding Emeline. The nurse asked if I wanted to go outside. I shaked my head and said that I wanted to stay in the room rather than hearing her cry from the hallway. Emeline had that look “What’s going to happen now, cause you’re all acting really weird…?” And then the poke, and the sobbing began. And the “Why did you do that?” look. And the crying. Oh, the crying. And we all knew it wasn’t over yet, cause she was just about to get the second vaccine. So we just asked the nurse to get it over with, so we could comfort her again.

To be honest it wasn’t as bad as I had imagined. She actually cried harder when she had to do some belly time and nobody was helping her over on her back again. Poor little reversed turtle.

And in the afternoon she just had the longest nap, which made me a happy mom cause I could also get a nap.

Oh, and did I mention that she’s now sleeping in her own bed at night?

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