Today my baby had to get his immunization shots. I had been dreading this day ever since they told me to give him infant Tylenol before his appointment. If knew that if that were the recommendation, it wasn’t going to be pleasant for my poor little guy.
We waited for our appointment for about an hour. He already wasn’t happy as he was hungry and cranky (I breastfed him in the office while we were waiting), and having to sit there started us off on a negative foot to begin with.
Finally we were called in. He was weighed and measured. (100th percentile for weight…yikes, 95th for length, and 50th for head circumference.) I have one big, little man. Everything looked really good for him. The doctor did hear a small heart murmur, but told me that they will just keep an eye on it, it is not uncommon for them to hear at this age.
Then, it was time for his shots. They had me hold his little arms down, and gave him three shots! He screamed and cried. He cried so hard that his face turned bright red and he held his breath. I almost started crying myself. It’s awful to see your baby in such pain. I know that the immunizations will be a wonderful help to him and preventing disease throughout his life, but that is one of the hardest things I’ve had to deal with as a parent.
He had the sympathy of all the other little kids in the waiting room as we were leaving. It was cute to see the little 3, 4, and 5 year olds have such concern for my baby 
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