Today my son got his for month shots. Really he is 19 weeks old, but what I witnessed today almost made me melt. I was astonished as the nurse plunged the first needle into his little leg, his instant reaction to the needle and the water welling up in his eyes made me realize how much I want to protect this little guy. The nurse is lucky I knew this is for my son's own good, otherwise, I would have levelled her. The first needle was actually the easier of the two. The second one is when he let out the real cry and that's when mom stepped in and cuddled him until he was okay.
In reality, the whole ordeal only took about 2 minutes, but it seemed like forever when I knew my son was hurting. I can only imagine how my wife felt as a mother's instinct is a lot worse than a father's instinct. I salute her for being such an amazing mom.
We are home now and my wife is in her bedtime routine with our little man, but it has been a tougher day. His leg's are still a little swollen from the needles, but we know he will be okay. He's a champ! I just know that as a dad, my heart made a stronger connection with my son today. There was something in that moment that cemented my need to take care of and protect my boy.
For all you dad's out there that don't make the effort to go to these doctor's appointments, I recommend that you go. It will definitely change you in a good way.
And that's a fact, Jack!
