Shots...

I had a student last year who hated getting shots. Every time she had to go to the doctor for a shot she would talk about it the week beforehand. She dreaded them. With the pain of my own childhood shots a very distant memory, I tried to play down her upcoming appointments "It's not that bad" "They won't hurt for long." Now as a parent I wish I could go back and give her a big hug--it is bad,it does hurt.

Monday Ben had to get his sixth month shots. We were a little delayed because of the move, record transfers and waiting on an appointment. The shots went smoothly but the night after was long and yesterday he woke up looking like this:

We were up a lot Monday night getting comforted at the mommy drive thru. His chunky thighs were red and all he wanted was to be held by his mom. I obliged. Sometimes a little snuggle is just what the doctor ordered.