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It’s Only Going To Hurt A Little Bit

Last week, Emma was due to have her 1 year vaccinations. I saw it in my diary and my heart was in my stomach, filled with dread. I hate them, but mainly because I somehow crumble under the pressure of my little girl in pain…everything seems to go wrong for some reason, even though day to day I promise I am a relatively competent mother.

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But this time it was different – it was as if every single thing was stacked up against me. So much so that looking back on it is slightly hilarious. It was like the beginning of ‘Meet The Parents’ with every single thing going wrong one by one. I’m watching myself back thinking “someone give this mum a break”. Well, at least that’s the way I look at it…you decide for yourself:

It begins with naptime… this is crucial to the success of the entire vaccination trip and to be honest, the night before I am convinced I’m going to nail it. Days before, Emma has been napping like clockwork – she goes down at 8:30am for an hour without fail. This is perfect. The appointment is at 9:50. However, this morning Emma has other plans – she decides she wants to wake up at 7am and have a meltdown refusing to nap. How does she know?! She’s onto me. Damn, that’s a sleep fail right there. This may not end well, but we get ready anyway and soon enough it’s time to leave.

Why is it always raining… I don’t just mean rain. I mean when the heavens have opened for 5 minutes only and I know I’m going to get absolutely drenched before I’ve wheeled the buggy backwards onto the street. So off we go, me feeling the rain seep through my jacket which I was sure was waterproof, but maybe it was only windproof after all. Emma however is absolutely loving it – wired on over-tiredness and the challenge of kicking the raincover.

How can it be running late at 9am… we arrive and immediately everyone in the waiting room swoops to give us a simulataneous death stare as soaking me and my buggy wheel ourselves in. Why are they staring? The receptionist checks us in and we’re just waiting. Emma is toddling around and letting out deafening shouts for some reason. I want to say they are happy sounds but the more it goes on, I’m not so sure. She starts to get really manic, as she does when she’s tired, when she can only focus on one thing for 1.23 seconds before moving onto something else and always ending in her falling forward and crying. Hmm 15 minutes have passed, I wonder if I should ask? When we get to 35 minutes I finally ask where the nurse is and she says that she had a little delay this morning. Just my luck – I bet if I was late, this stupid nurse would have been on time, sods law.

Finally we’re in… ah thank God, we’re in! I rush in and have everything ready, as I assume that if it’s 40 minutes late, the nurse is going to get a wriggle on and get this over with. So I take Emma’s trousers off and sit her on my lap. Only the nurse begins to have a chat with me about whether she is walking or not, as Emma wriggles more and more every second. I give her the red book as a ‘sign’ to, you know, get on with it but she keeps chatting. Eventually after she’s finishing faffing around with needles right under Emma’s nose, making her very nervous; we get the THREE vaccinations done. Emma wriggles almost out of my grip and just looks up at me with wounded betrayal as if to say ‘why are you doing this to me?’

I’ll never get used to those cries… the little silence before the shrieking cry of pain really is the worst and as I’m holding her I remember how awful it was when she was a newborn. I foolishly offer her an Ella’s Kitchen smoothie while she’s mid cry, she spits it out and we both have green goo all over us. Ahh my bad – it’s all in the timing. I turn to the faithful biscuit, which she looks at suspiciously before snatching it out of my hand. I know then we’re out of the woods and she toddles off to find the buggy, as if nothing ever happened.

The aftermath… I was a fool to think that the worst was in the surgery. The worst is actually yet to come. For days after, everything is disrupted and we are left with a little girl who only wants to eat yoghurt and biscuits and refuses to nap without banging her head on the cot twenty times. Who is this girl? What did you do with my happy go lucky Emma? I remember now why I hated jabs before, how could I possibly forget?

So there you have it, possibly our worst doctor’s visit to date, though I’m not holding my breath as I’m sure there is worse to come. I still haven’t quite mastered the art of keeping my cool under that kind of pressure, and I’m left with an over-riding feeling that this baby knows more than I think she does!

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  1. June 21, 2016 / 6:33 am

    Aw, poor little dear. My daughter has her first vaccinations the beginning of next month and I’m dreading it. I hope she’ll be alright afterwards. #chucklemums

    • June 22, 2016 / 5:39 am

      I’m sure she’ll be absolutely fine, it’s me who suffers the most! Thanks for commenting x

  2. June 21, 2016 / 6:49 am

    Oh I feel your pain! Youngest had her pre-school jabs the other week and I had explained to her. She was completely fine and didn’t raise an eyebrow, whilst both nurses jabbed both arms at the same time. I on the otherhand was struggling to keep it together. She was really poorly afterwards though, and just wanted lots of cuddles #chucklemums

    • June 22, 2016 / 5:41 am

      Aw thank you for commenting lovely – it’s always so hard isn’t it? Hope youngest has recovered now, lots of cuddles is definitely what’s needed 🙂 xx

  3. June 21, 2016 / 9:25 am

    Awww poor baby, there’s nothing worse than their injections, I absolutely dreaded all of mine, more so as it meant controlling four children in a busy waiting room, but still….we survived!! My youngest daughter is due her booster MMR over the summer and I really am dreading that. She had a horrific reaction to the MMR itself and ended up in hospital completely paralysed and it affected her brain. Thankfully she pulled through but the consultants said it was such a rare reaction that we should think long and hard about giving her the booster, when that comes from a medical professional you can imagine our worry. Sorry to ramble, hope that Emma is doing okay now. #The BabyFormula

    • June 22, 2016 / 5:45 am

      Oh Laura, I’m so sorry to hear about your youngest’s reaction to MMR…the nurse did mention that there is often a reaction to it and that must have been so scary. I find it so hard to see her in pain and they always seem to affect her for a few days after 🙁 Thank you for commenting lovely xx

  4. June 21, 2016 / 11:25 am

    I know they’re necessary, but I HATE jabs. The Popple will be due to have her one-year jabs soon and I’m dreading it – she always gets so upset, and I feel terrible because I can’t explain why I’m doing such a terrible thing to her. She got a terrible fever after the Men B vaccination – I hope we manage to avoid a fever this time, because there’s nothing worse than a sweaty, angry toddler. #chucklemums

    • June 22, 2016 / 5:47 am

      Thank you for commenting lovely – that is the difficult thing as we can’t yet tell them what’s coming…we had a bad reaction to Men B too and have the final booster in August. Hope yours going ok xx

  5. June 21, 2016 / 12:30 pm

    I remember being a real stress head about jabs, of course they need immunisation but it’s horrible hearing them squeal in surprise pain (wince wince). Now that my 2 are older I tend to get the ‘wary’ stare when I go to the surgery with my tweenagers rather than the former death stare with toddlers!! #chucklemums

    • June 22, 2016 / 5:49 am

      Haha so funny how the death stare evolves!! Ahh I suspect it never gets easier but so glad it’s not just me who has been stressed about jabs. Thank you for commenting x

  6. June 21, 2016 / 1:01 pm

    Eek it’s the smallest’s first birthday next week so jabs won’t be far afterwards. I suppose at the end of the day it’s better than them getting really sick but it’s heartwrenching none the less. His first lot of jabs were just like you describe only it was over an hour late and he was screaming down the whole surgery to the point that I offered to leave and come back another day. NHS slot times are a joke! Anyway rant over, I hope she’s back on form! Thanks for linking to #chucklemums 😀

    • June 22, 2016 / 5:51 am

      Ah you’re right – it’s one of those necessary things that we have to go through, and never easy! It seems NHS appointments are never on my side when I need them to be 😉 Thanks for hosting xx

  7. June 21, 2016 / 8:42 pm

    When Piglet had his jabs (I honestly can’t remember which ones) we were waiting in the surgery for practically the whole afternoon. Or at least that was how it felt. After several hours of walking him around the waiting room, the sight of the needles was a blessed relief. I have to say I wasn’t particularly bothered about any of Piglet’s injections. Perhaps I am lacking in empathy as I appear to be the sort of person who can hold down a screaming baby and allow a small amount of pain to be inflicted upon them without feeling a twinge of guilt! #chucklemums

    • June 21, 2016 / 8:45 pm

      No, I am probably being a bit of a wimp! Thanks for your comment Min.

  8. June 21, 2016 / 8:54 pm

    Oh yes, I’m quite sure they do! Oh I could feel the hot prickly feeling of stress build as your tale went on…well told and amusing (sorry) but also really familiar. Doctors waiting rooms, jabs, the whole thing isn’t fun but the worst thing was the missed nap…why oh why!? XX

    • June 22, 2016 / 5:54 am

      Aww why indeeeed?! All stacked up against us, but the nap is definitely the worst of them all 🙂 Thank you for commenting, I’m glad you found it amusing, which was my aim as I found the whole thing quite funny to look back on! Xxx

  9. June 22, 2016 / 5:52 am

    Sounds very similar to Emma, the screams are so loud! It’s great you’ve got your newborn ones out the way and there is a little wait before the next! Thanks for commenting lovely x

  10. June 23, 2016 / 10:30 am

    It’s the aftermath for me that’s the absolute worst. Especially after the MMR my son was feverish and just not himself. Heartbreaking but excuses for cuddles! #stayclassymama

  11. June 28, 2016 / 6:08 pm

    Ah no! It is always raining! Every time I went for Bears vaccinations I would rock up soaking pushing a pram with no water protector thing (..such a bad Mum). The nap time advice is crucial, if they are angry before the jab it will be even worse and potentially prevent any future sleep because then they’ll be over-tired. Oh how you must always get the balance right! Thanks for the laugh and sharing with #StayClassyMama!

  12. July 14, 2016 / 10:04 am

    Oh poor you! Vaccinations don’t phase me but the doctors surgery does! I’m sure the receptionist looks to see when the busiest time will be and give me an appointment slap bang in the middle of it. I still need to take my LO for his 1 year imms as well, thanks for reminding me!

  13. July 14, 2016 / 5:02 pm

    Oh it’s horrible when you have days like that where everything just seems to be going against you and especially with vaccinations on top of it all. That cry when they’ve just realised what’s happened is horrible. Hope Emma is feeling better now. #sharingthebloglove

  14. July 15, 2016 / 5:11 pm

    how do they know??? I’m sure my 2 knew when we had appts or meet ups and I think I had it all sorted, then they would throw it all of balance. It feels like the world is against you! I hate jabs and that little look they give you, the ‘what have you done to me’ look. Thank you for joining us for #ShareingtheBlogLove Laura X

  15. July 16, 2016 / 3:45 am

    Oh, I hate the injections with a passion! The look of horror when the needle goes in is just awful – and at this age you can’t properly explain to them (although I’m not sure whether it’ll be worse when you do have to explain and they can fully understand!) And I was totally unprepared for the fact that the one year ones needed quite so many injections – awful! Thanks so much for joining us at #SharingtheBlogLove

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