Swiss Cheese Sunita
One of the special moments in every parent’s life is their child’s first vaccinations… what a HORRID event. And even though you realize it’s for the best, you still HATE IT (as does your baby). Today was Sunita’s first vaccinations with us as her parents, although it wasn’t her first vaccinations ever.
This is after our now poked and prodded girl only has cry eyes instead of sobbing mess eyes. Her snack helped mellow her out a bit.
One of the distinctive *joys* of adopting is being able to re-vaccinate your child. There is no guarantee an adopted child (especially internationally) has been given the right kind of vaccinations, the right way, in the right amount of time. So we pretty much get to redo them, and she had 5 new ones today (in the legs).
But to make sure she doesn’t get more then she needs (along with testing for nutritional needs and some other tests), Sunita also got to have blood drawn today – I wanted to bawl after that was done. We weren’t done yet; she still had to have a TB (I think) test because she is coming from India (another poke in the arm opposite of the blood draw). The cherry on top was this was all happening when her regularly scheduled nap was airing. Lucky for me, Jared was able to come along. I really am not looking forward to doing all that again, EVER.
Alas, if her blood shows that she doesn’t have the antibodies for any vaccines then she will need up to three more, before a month passes. Blech!
Sunita did like the band aids though, until we pulled them off. =(
On the brighter side, she has slept the last two nights clear through without making a peep. I still wake up, just expecting it. The first night I actually wondered if she died and had to go check on her several times to assure myself she really was just sleeping peacefully. She also went to sleep tonight like an angel. God is good, all the time – but especially when he comforts her sleep =D
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Poor thing. I love the shot of her crawling with all her bandaids in view. What a trooper. Sometimes it’s hard to tell who has the worst time at those appointments- kids or parents. So glad Jared was able to be there.
This post reminds me of taking Noah for his circumcision and PKU at 1 week. You know, the one where he was hysterical, I was hysterical, and he pooped seedy, yellow, nursing poop all down the front of my shirt and pants. Yeah, good times.
Hope this new sleep turns into the routine.
Aw yes. It so stinks!!! So much for gaining trust. I can attest that all in all Ethan does not still hold the extra shots against us. Ella went for hers this week and Ethan explained it to her as a right of passage. But it still breaks your heart when they are weeping helplessly and you feel as helpless as they do. Hang in there! Cherish the time and give yourself a lot of grace.
As for the other comment. Its true, everyone thinks they know better and are not afraid to say something. I found it was even harder as an adoptive mom because at least for the first year I felt like I was playing catchup – that I hadn’t fully earned my full motherhood title yet since I missed the first months. I was trying my best but “they” all knew I didn’t have a clue what I was doing. What I wish I would have known then that I know now is that all moms are flying by the seat of their pants trying to figure it out and no one really has a clue what they are doing whether they “grew their own” or not and I do know my kid better than anyone else. God gave you Sunita along with all you need to raise her. Everyone else can just deal.