It was that time of the month again, when we take Baby D to his doctor for his vaccination. We did explain to him enroute that there would be an injection and that it would hurt a bit. We don't want unpleasant things to come to him as a surprise as much as possible, but I don't think Baby D was paying much heed. He was far too busy looking at the view outside the car windows, twisting every way in momma's arms so as to be sure to not miss anything.
At the doctor's office, he made Mommy and Daddy D very proud weighing in at 5.1 kg and 58 cm - quite a big man! We then lay him down on the doctor's table and braced ourselves for what was to come. Baby D seemed unconcerned tugging at the large stuffed colourful caterpillar (no doubt due to his recent introduction to "The Very Hungry Caterpillar").
Then the doctor came along and Baby D felt he was a nice enough person, so he gave his stethoscope a friendly tug and attempted to play with him. It was then that poor poor Baby D had a needle stuck in each thigh by this very same individual. Even as mommy and daddy held each hand, he was administered some very unpleasant drops. Baby D, had to be carried howling away from the doctor's. He's a much wiser baby now and has learnt to not take all things at face value. His grief was short lived though. Half way to the car, he even found it in his heart to laugh at Mommy D pulling funny faces at him as Daddy D carried him.
Post vaccination, he has been very very sleepy, much to Mommy D's somewhat sheepish relief. Today though he's back to his usual "let's not sleep for more than ten hours" self and life is back to normal.
Some other Baby D tidbits -
He is now starting to lose patience with Mommy D's clumsy attempts at pulling a shirt over his head. "Come on lady. You have had almost four months of practice and I don't want to be half suffocated each time you change my clothes!"
Baby D is getting very good at picking things up and then right away putting them in his mouth. His blanket winds up there, as does his shirt (the one he is wearing and the one laid out for change), his burp cloth, his rattle, books, toys. If you take one item away, he doesn't seem to even notice, promptly replacing it with something else within his reach! In fact, he IS the very hungry baby.
I wash what I can, wipe what I can, but there's no way everything that finds its way into his mouth will fit into his compact steriliser. Mommy D is keeping fingers crossed his immune system has caught up with his appetite.
At the doctor's office, he made Mommy and Daddy D very proud weighing in at 5.1 kg and 58 cm - quite a big man! We then lay him down on the doctor's table and braced ourselves for what was to come. Baby D seemed unconcerned tugging at the large stuffed colourful caterpillar (no doubt due to his recent introduction to "The Very Hungry Caterpillar").
Then the doctor came along and Baby D felt he was a nice enough person, so he gave his stethoscope a friendly tug and attempted to play with him. It was then that poor poor Baby D had a needle stuck in each thigh by this very same individual. Even as mommy and daddy held each hand, he was administered some very unpleasant drops. Baby D, had to be carried howling away from the doctor's. He's a much wiser baby now and has learnt to not take all things at face value. His grief was short lived though. Half way to the car, he even found it in his heart to laugh at Mommy D pulling funny faces at him as Daddy D carried him.
Post vaccination, he has been very very sleepy, much to Mommy D's somewhat sheepish relief. Today though he's back to his usual "let's not sleep for more than ten hours" self and life is back to normal.
Some other Baby D tidbits -
He is now starting to lose patience with Mommy D's clumsy attempts at pulling a shirt over his head. "Come on lady. You have had almost four months of practice and I don't want to be half suffocated each time you change my clothes!"
Baby D is getting very good at picking things up and then right away putting them in his mouth. His blanket winds up there, as does his shirt (the one he is wearing and the one laid out for change), his burp cloth, his rattle, books, toys. If you take one item away, he doesn't seem to even notice, promptly replacing it with something else within his reach! In fact, he IS the very hungry baby.
I wash what I can, wipe what I can, but there's no way everything that finds its way into his mouth will fit into his compact steriliser. Mommy D is keeping fingers crossed his immune system has caught up with his appetite.
awww... Baby D is 2 feet already :)
ReplyDeleteYea. He'll stand tall when he stands :) as of now they call it his length not height
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