Friday, February 25, 2005
This morning Mum took me to a lactation consultant named Veronica. She is a nice lady who watched me feed on Mummy's breast and pushed and poked to make sure I was in the right position. We got some ideas to take home and try, to make sure that me and Mum are both doing it right.
Then we went to collect Dad from work and to celebrate my 8th week today, my Mum and Dad took me to visit a nurse who poked 3 big needles into my juicy little thighs. These were my 8 week vaccinations, I was very brave at the time and only cried a little bit, in fact I think Mum cried more than me! We also saw Eliza at the clinic, she had taken 14 month old Felice in to get her Pneumococcal vaccination, that was one of the needles I had too.
We took Dad back to work, and Mum and I went home. After I fed (using the new technique of course) I went to sleep but when I woke up for my next feed I was inconsolable for some time. I had heard that babies sometimes have an adverse reaction to vaccinations and I didn't want my parents to feel like I wasn't normal! Eventually after trying breasts and dummies in my mouth, many cuddles, some baby Panadol, and sitting in front of the fan amongst other things, I eventually worked my way down to quiet sobs and then I realised that I was in fact OK after all!
This evening, we went to a nice park at Perry Lakes for a Cranley get together because Gerard and Caroline with Jemima and baby Keiran are over from England and also Kirsty and Greg are over from Melbourne with a little baby in Kirsty's tummy. I sat quietly in the pram looking up at the kookaburras and crows in the trees while Mum and Dad mingled and told how bad they felt about my experiences today! After dark we went home and I fell into a deep sleep and forgot about the troubles of today.
Then we went to collect Dad from work and to celebrate my 8th week today, my Mum and Dad took me to visit a nurse who poked 3 big needles into my juicy little thighs. These were my 8 week vaccinations, I was very brave at the time and only cried a little bit, in fact I think Mum cried more than me! We also saw Eliza at the clinic, she had taken 14 month old Felice in to get her Pneumococcal vaccination, that was one of the needles I had too.
We took Dad back to work, and Mum and I went home. After I fed (using the new technique of course) I went to sleep but when I woke up for my next feed I was inconsolable for some time. I had heard that babies sometimes have an adverse reaction to vaccinations and I didn't want my parents to feel like I wasn't normal! Eventually after trying breasts and dummies in my mouth, many cuddles, some baby Panadol, and sitting in front of the fan amongst other things, I eventually worked my way down to quiet sobs and then I realised that I was in fact OK after all!
This evening, we went to a nice park at Perry Lakes for a Cranley get together because Gerard and Caroline with Jemima and baby Keiran are over from England and also Kirsty and Greg are over from Melbourne with a little baby in Kirsty's tummy. I sat quietly in the pram looking up at the kookaburras and crows in the trees while Mum and Dad mingled and told how bad they felt about my experiences today! After dark we went home and I fell into a deep sleep and forgot about the troubles of today.
# posted by Connor McDonald @ 9:29 PM 
