Yesterday, Carter got his first set of shots. I know, I was a month late. I slacked and missed the free clinic during June. Anyway, I am thinking there should be sound proof rooms where they administer the shots. There were little girls screaming and yelling, “no” as they received their vaccinations. I was so thankful that I had a little baby that had no clue what was about to happen. If I was a 5 year old waiting in the lobby, I would have looked at my mom and said, “Uh, no thanks. See you at home.” Then I would have ran out the door as fast as my little legs could carry me.
Speaking of screaming children, I have never heard my baby scream and cry like he did yesterday. It made me thankful for what a good baby he is. The poor little guy. I couldn’t even watch them insert the needle. It made me hurt. It’s amazing how much pain we feel for our children. I never knew I could love a human so much until I had my children. Last night he wasn’t too fussy. I thought he might be unbearable considering he had shots and is teething. I prayed that his legs would feel better and tomorrow would be a better day for him. I laid him in his bassinet and he cooed as he drifted off to sleep.
These little gangly legs take Jaxon many places. They jump, dance, skip, run, climb, and carry him across the room just so he can give me a hug.
My boys are healthy. I am thankful for that.
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