Shots suck!

Rowen had his 2 month well-baby appointment this morning. He weighed in at 9lb 10oz and was 20 1/2 inches long. He's at the 10th percentile for his weight and off the chart (below) for his height. The pediatrician doesn't seem concerned about any of it because he's staying right where he has been all along. He's just tiny like his mommy.

After the check up, came the shots. My little bug did so awesome! He cried for a brief second when they stuck him and for a minute or so afterward. I picked him up as soon as she was done and he calmed down quickly. I nursed him and he fell asleep. I could not believe how tough he was through the whole thing.

He got fussy right before we got home and cried for about 45 minutes straight at home. I just cuddled him and rocked him and rubbed his legs to help keep them from getting stiff. I gave him Tylenol (which is what the pediatrician said to do) to help with the pain and fever and nursed him again. He's currently sleeping in his swing.

I feel so bad that he has to go through this pain, but I remind myself that a couple days of pain now is better than the chance of him getting a serious infection or disease later in life. I believe that vaccinating my child is what's best for him, even if it's hard (emotionally) to do. After all, what doesn't kill us only makes us stronger; and strength is something every mother needs.