4 month shots

Last Friday I went back to the scary Injection Room for more shots. There was no way getting out of it. Mums says I had to since I'm soon going to be 4 months old. And that only means I'm becoming a big boy.

My big boy face came on.

I saw Doc first. Like always, he checked me and was very nice to me. I am now over 14 lbs. Doc says that means I'm growing. But...Doc also said it was okay for my shots. Shucks!

Just like last time, Mums and Pops gave me the yummy in my tummy cherry flavored liquid. Mmmmmm, mmmmmm good. I was so nervous. I was hoping if I fell asleep, it would all happen without me knowing.

I was wrong.

When my eyes opened, a lady wearing her jam-jams was looking at me. Then, she started to squeeze my legs together really hard. I couldn't even move them. Not even a tiny bit! All of sudden....

Poke!
Poke!
Poke!

Two pokes on my right leg, and and one poke on my left leg.

I only saw Pops' face, not Mums. I wondered where Mums was. The poking lady picked me up and rocked me. She said I was brave and did a good job. You know, it didn't hurt like the last time. So I stopped crying and gave the poking lady a small smile. I wanted her to know we were friends and I wasn't mad at her for poking me.

Thank goodness I won't have any more pokes until I'm 6 months. I can wait. Believe me.