Stella turned 8 weeks old on Wednesday and will be 2 months old on Tuesday, the day after my sister arrives from South Africa for a lightning, one week visit. I am so excited for my sister coming, its been hard watching Stella grow and change in the absence of my family. It doesn’t matter how many times we hold her up to the webcam and post photos of her on the internet, its being able to actually feel those chubby legs and blow raspberries on her fat tummy that really counts.
In terms of progress Stella is thriving. She had her first set of jabs two weeks ago when I took her to a new Dr for a meet-and-greet appointment. He is a lovely Dr, casual and friendly but very efficient, the only drawback being that despite coming highly recommended apparently the waiting times in his surgery are ridiculous. We didn’t have to wait long to see him this time but I imagine it would be a different scenario if I had a sick baby and a restless toddler. I wasn’t planning on getting Stella’s jabs done that day as she was only 7 weeks old but the Dr assured me its best to get them done early, in fact they recommend 6 weeks now because of the nasty Whooping cough that has been doing the rounds. My only concern with immunisations is that the amount of vaccine given to each baby is the same no matter on the size of the baby. Surely smaller babies would need less of the vaccine? Thankfully my concerns don’t apply to Stella because she is such a big baby.
This time around I am prepared for how it feels to watch someone sticking needles into my soft and precious child and I surprised myself by not crying or even feeling that emotional as the kind Dr poked a needle into each thigh. Stella shrieked in protest as they went in but settled easily with a cuddle and was asleep in her capsule soon after. There were no ill effects from the jabs and although I asked Ron to pick up some Panadol for babies on his way home, we didn’t need to use it at all.
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