Sam did so well with his shots this morning. He ended up only needing two injections, because we will be home from our summer travels in time for the next round at three months. (With the alternate vaccine schedule, Sam will get shots once a month instead of many at certain well-baby visits.) With the first shot, he turned bright red and threatened to cry and with the second he wailed for a short time. He was sucking on my finger during them, which did seem to help, because he calmed down right away. He whimpered a little for a few minutes afterward, I fed him a little, and then he promptly went to sleep for three hours. He now, six hours later, has a very low-grade temp, so he got his first dose of infant Tylenol. He loved it. Now he’s having another little nap after being up and happy for while. I think we got very lucky with this little mellow man.
More importantly, Dr. Lane, his pediatrician, thinks he is doing marvelously! Her word for him? Wunderbar! She’s a funny lady. He was 12 pounds, 5 ounces and 22.5 inches long. So he has, uh, grown. Explains why he has graduated to size 2 diapers (they’re a little big, but the size 1’s don’t fit anymore!) and suddenly doesn’t fit any of his newborn clothes anymore! He’s huge. She will see him again for another well-baby check at four months.
So that’s the story. He’s big, he’s brave, he’s vaccinated. 🙂