Friday, April 6, 2012
Not so fearless
If you were to ask me if I was bothered by needles my answer would be no. I have had my fair share of needles being poked and prodded into me. But after today....my answer would be, "I'm a wimp". Today was the dreaded shots appointment for Evelyn. There she was laying in her diaper on the examination table, warm, cute, chubby and cooing. Then the nurse grabbed three different syringes and poked each of them right into my heart. Obviously not really but my heart ached each time they poked my little girl. She screamed and screamed and as soon as the nurse left I picked up my little girl and cried with her. Yes I'm a wimp. And then we went home and praised whoever created infant Tylenol and my mom for bringing it over. I think I am going to take my little one, snuggle her and watch Downton Abbey the rest of the evening. It's been a rough day for both of us.
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