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The Sound of a Broken Heart

Dear Evie,

Yesterday was your 2-month check-up with the doctor. You got weighed and measured (13 lbs, 15 oz. and 24 1/2 inches long) and all that good stuff. The doctor checked you out and told me how perfect you were. Then the nurse came back in to give you all of your immunizations.

One of the immunizations was oral and you didn’t mind it so much. You sucked it right down. Then came the needles. Four of them right in a row. Two in each of your chunky little thighs. Baby girl, you screamed such an awful scream that my heart broke in half. Never could I have imagined such a sound coming from my beautiful girl. I am so very sorry for making you go through that. Oh, and you didn’t let me forget it all night either. You finally crashed out about 12:30 last night, but you cried off and on all evening.

I guess it hit me harder because your brother didn’t train me very well. He was (and is) a tough little guy and barely even whimpered when he had to get shots. I still felt really bad for him because he would get a bit cranky afterwards and his legs would be sore for a couple days, but I never had to hear the scream like you let out.

If it was up to me, I would just sit and hold you for the next few days until you are feeling all better. Unfortunately I can’t do that because I have other things to take care of too. Just know that Mommy told the nurse to give you those shots so that you won’t have to suffer through some terrible illnesses. The last thing in the world I want to do is hurt you in any way. It may be hard to believe, but I truly did it out of love. I hope some day you will be able to forgive me.


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  1. OMG, my Evie was the same way at her apt on Wednesday. It was awful. Way to make us feel like mean mamas, little girls!

  2. You know what, the only time from my childhood that I remember crying at a doctor’s appointment was when my ears were pierced. I really don’t know how young I was then. The other one was when my hand got caught in the electric fan. Oh, but that was an ER moment.

    Poor mommy. I think if I were you, I would also have a hard time resisting the urge to stay home and just stay with the baby until the soreness is over.

    Oh, Dee, I hope you have time to do the tag over at my blog:

  3. I know, its horrible, why haven’t they thought of a better way, by now, to give babies their immunizations! I mean, with technology the way it is, we still have to torture babies?
    But she won’t remember it. The first shot I remember getting was when I was already 3 or 4 years old. AND THAT ONE SUCKED TOO!

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