A double bad day for Noah

Poor Noah had to have his first lot of immunisation jabs yesterday and it did not go down very well at all. It was a bit of an unexpected surprise for his unorganised mummy as well who thought it was just a routine weigh-in, head measurement and ball check. I had to hold him close to me and keep his little legs still so she could put needles in both legs. I explained to him that they have to do this to make sure that he doesn't get very sick. He looked up at me cheerfully and I held my breath. He flinched as the first one went in, took a deep breath and then his face started to go purple and then the screaming started. I wanted to cry. The second injection was no easier for him or me. His tears continued late into the night.