Did any of your parents ever say that to you? I have always thought it was bogus until...
Anaiah had her 2-month check-up Monday, November 5. She is a strong and healthy baby. Andrew and I really liked her pediatrician...she is very nice, gentle and informative. Andrew and I quizzed the Doc with tons of questions and had a good visit. Then the dreaded time came...the doctor left the room and in came the nurse with the needles.
As I left the room, I felt a large lump form in my throat and my heart began to beat quickly. I was so scared for my little girl to get the shock of her life not once, but 3 times! Andrew stayed in the room with the nurse and Anaiah.
When I opened the door a few minutes later, I walk in to see big crocodile tears streaming from my daughters red, wet eyes. Her naked body is wrapped in a cozy, fleece blanket and she is shaking in her daddy's arms.
That about did me in!!!
I, then, proceeded to cry and had the need to hold her and comfort her and tell her that she would be okay. She nursed and within minutes her eyes were not so red, the tears began to trickle instead of flow, she gave a big burp and then a subtle smile. And I knew that she would be alright (but it didn't stop me from crying for a while longer).
Anaiah was fine...she got in her car seat, fell asleep, and was as happy as a clam when she woke up. I, on the other hand, needed to call both the grandmas, share the story of the day, and have some time to debrief.
It is still hard for me to think about...she looked so sad and helpless.
Does this ever get any easier??