Yesterday was London's 2 month check-up at the Dr. He is officially 13lbs and 13 oz and 23 inches long. I knew before we went to the Dr that he was going to get some shots. I have no idea why, but I thought someone told me that they only get 2 shot at their 2 month appt. BOY WAS I WRONG!! He got 5 SHOTS and some sort of oral vaccine. It was so traumatic for both of us. I seriously didn't expect it to bother me. I mean, its for his own good. I was doing the right thing for him. However, when they held his little arms down and stabbed him in each thigh, I thought I was going to die. Each time they poked him his little leg would flinch and he would scream. It seriously broke my heart. We both left the Dr's office in tears. This is the crap they don't warn you about when you become a Mom. The emotional toll that something as small as your child getting shots takes on you is CRAZY. I can't imagine if he was seriously ill or injured.
My poor baby, woke up every 4 hours last night like clock work, just in time to eat and take his dose of baby Tylenol. He slept most of the day today, and has been running a mild fever on and off. He just feels ROTTEN!! He really just wanted to be held, so this is what we did all day.
Since this post was a little depressing. I will leave all of you with this picture of my handsome little fat man. Now if only I could make him understand that he is not able to eat solid food yet. HAHAHA So for now, he is just practicing :)
Oh...PS...I Love My Husband a whole whole whole lot. When I told him I was going to update my blog before going to bed he said "Your going to write about how much you love me aren't you?" to which I replied "OF COURSE" So you see, I had to fit in this post some how.