Ugh, inevitable shots. Dreaded. Cursed. Feared.
We chose an alternative vaccination schedule where we go to the doctor each month but this way he only gets half the given shots at a time.
Let me just say that I know shots are important and needed for his sake and for the sake of society, but boy it was hard to watch. Mama cried a whole lot worse than little man. Hopefully I'll get better.
Owen really was a trooper and he handled them like a champ. I've never scooped him up so fast. He's such a great little guy.
I'm sure we'll have many escapades getting shots over the next few years, but we have one under our belt. Whew. One down... many, many to go.