The number of shots Noah got the other day, in preparation for Kindergarten...
and the number of years until Noah needs any more shots.
Look at that happy face
Background: Noah hates to get shots. Previous experiences include having to move the table in the doctors office to pull him out of his hiding spot and calling in several extra nurses to help me hold him down. All this followed by HOURS of Noah screaming. And this was just 6 months ago, when we got our flu shots. So you can imagine how excited I was about taking him in for 4 shots.
We've been prepping him for awhile. All kids who want to go to kindergarten have to get these 4 shots. This caused him no small amount of anxiety.
Then, about 2 weeks ago, Noah suddenly announced he was ready for his shots. But things are hectic around here (as usual) and I didn't get around to making the appointment. Until last Friday, at 4pm when Noah got mad at me saying, "Mom, why haven't you scheduled my appointment yet?!?" I called right then and there - and got him an appointment for Monday afternoon.
To encourage Noah to be brave, we told him he could go to the "Bounce House" afterwards. That got him excited. Noah was on the countdown all weekend.
And suddenly, there we were, in the doctors office on Monday afternoon. Noah was calm and talkative and I was so nervous I thought I was gonna puke. Noah kept saying, "I hope they call my name next!"
He didn't get nervous until they had him lay back on the table - and then I could see it all over his face. He got 2 sets of 2 shots at a time, in the thighs. He cried while they were going in (so did I) but as soon as it was over, he was fine. Although he did make a rule that no one could touch his legs except for him. He made me promise to tell dad "no wrestling." The best part? Noah learned he doesn't need any more shots until he's 13.
So we headed to the Bounce House, where Noah had an absolute blast with his little sis and his legs didn't bother him one bit.
I would like to thank Jocelyn Jackson, Noah's friend and inspiration for getting his shots. (She got hers first.)