Monday, 17 October 2016

My Journey of Motherhood - Week 5 - First vaccination and the magic of girlfriends!!

Are you scared of injections?? The moment you realize a needle is about to pierce your skin you feel like running away?? It totally happens with me and yes even now....One thing I hated during pregnancy was all those countless blood tests....they used to draw blood in those little bottles and every time I used to see that happen I used to close my eyes trying to suppress my cry.Now what can be worse than this - See your baby go through the same!! 



The tiny little thing safely wrapped in my hands...we were waiting for our turn and I could hear babies wailing inside - I assumed they too were getting their vaccinations - and I was scared...not that my baby will get hurt but more so about how will I soothe him once he starts crying...ok...it may sound a bit harsh but trust me...that's how you think when you have spent a night trying to do the same and failed miserably...that sound of a crying baby is the last thing you want to hear again and that too your own's. 

As we got into the room..the doctor checked his weight, height etc which was progressing well...my baby was already 5 kgs (which explained why I always felt like crashing on the bed after carrying him for 15 mins) but I was happy that he was doing well...healthy...(more so as I had heard a lot of gyaan for my feeding). Then came the time for his vaccination and as expected Riaan cried in his loudest possible voice then...I just held him close and we moved out. Thankfully I had a feeding bottle handy and the moment I put that in his mouth he was quite...drinking his milk and he dozed off! Haaa...that was easy I thought...MILK is the answer :) From then on...I always keep his milk handy after the Pediatrician visit (esp. after vaccines) and it always helps!



One agenda off my list, I felt lighter....and finally after probably more than 2 months I went to the salon (that's a really long gap...right??) ...well its quite a normal thing to do...nothing to boast off but after having a baby it's a LUXURY!! Finding time to get the basics done is an achievement itself..then finding someone to take care of the baby while you are out...another achievement...and you have to be quick...like plan your stuff that you need to get done...you probably will not get to spend hours there ( the baby will cry....people will panic and they'll keep calling you and ask how much time more?? ) 

But still...it's brave of them to keep the baby...I probably wouldn't have the guts to do that myself.It felt so good to get rid of all the unwanted hair...a nice pedicure and foot massage...all under 2 hours...the salon was my new favorite place now...to sit in peace and get a foot massage = Heaven post motherhood :D



The next day I had a friend come over to meet us...it's amazing when you reconnect with your college friends with your babies...it's like you see a different version of that person you had known for so long...so I was the one with the baby and she well had passed that stage much earlier...in her I found that one person with whom I could discuss all my doubts...worries and off course lets not miss the cribbing!! Friends esp. girls are great at comforting your anxiety...they can make you feel like whatever you are feeling is like the most natural thing in the world...and there is nothing you should be worried about...and no matter how many times you hear the same thing coming from your mom or your husband...when it comes from a friend you believe it!! 



Meeting her was the best thing that happened to me around that time...she had put my worries to rest and prepared me well for the times ahead...and there is nothing a gossip session with a friend cannot cure :D and on top of it when I looked at her...I could see some hope...there was this girl who had a kid..but she still managed to look perfect...do well at work and manage her home...so it is possible! Thank you Sweta for making me feel like life will get better and the tough times are just a passing phase :) 

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