Shot, Shot, Shot, Shot...

...and I don't mean the song by LMFAO. This is strange because I used to LOVE this song just about a year ago. Going to the bars with my girlfriends, this song would be the one we just needed the D.J. to play.

Not anymore. Now the shots are for the lil' guy in my life. Yesterday he got 2 in 1 leg, 1 in the other, and 1 oral liquid. FOUR! Going into the appointment I was really nervous. I wanted to keep my composure. I didn't want to cry. Nate needed the shots and he could handle them....but could I?

At the beginning of the appointment, it's all developmental questions: how is he sleeping, holding his held up, bowel movements? Checked his weight (12lbs, 14 oz) and length (22 inches). Everything is all good to go and then it's shot time! They should give the moms actual shot to calm them down a little. Lemon drop, perhaps?

He took the liquid great! Seemed like he actually wanted more, but that could be because he loves to eat. Then the 3 pokes came. A quick second to realize he was in pain and the crying began. Nate was crying and I got teary eyed, but no tears actually came out. SUCCESS!

I picked him up, nursed him, and he fell asleep right away. So proud of him. It went way better than I expected. If you know me at all, you know I love McDonald's. I rewarded myself by going through the drive-thru to get my usual. Got home and Nate slept a little while longer. No fever...just a little fussy and wanted to be held. I had no problem with that. I think I needed to be held, too.

Poor little leg! 

Next appointment isn't for another couple months. Phew! 

Major Baby Meltdown

Nathan had his first meltdown, bloody murder screaming session last night. From 11:30-2 he was literally screaming at the top of his lungs. Wouldn't eat, dry diaper, burped, swaddled. Everything should have been fine and he should have been off to sleepy land. Not in his agenda.

Jason had one thing that worked: rocking him up to the sky then down really low...and fast. He would start to drift off, Jason would put him in the bassinet then the cycle would continue. I rocked him after Jason's arms got tired and he needed to take a shower. Nate finally fell asleep at 2am, but on my chest. After 3 hours, I threw in the towel. I needed the sleep and let him stay sleeping on me.

It was a long night, but it was the first night he has ever cried this much. He woke up smiley as if he knew what he had done. What a little booger! He is now back asleep and looks so peaceful. It was frustrating to not be able to soothe him, but I know sometimes he will just cry. It's VERY hard to not take it personal.

Good thing he is so cute. Hope everyone had a good night's rest so I can live vicariously through you.