Liar, Liar

Today was Isaiah's four month well-baby visit. He's 20 weeks old, so I've been putting it off. All this debate and information overload on vaccines--well, I went ahead with his vaccines today-all of them. He was drinking some of them and helping to hold the little container it was in. He liked it and wanted more when he was finished. I can't help but to be standing there thinking, what if in this moment there is something entering my baby's body that will destroy or damage something God has made?!? Here in this moment, when Isaiah is so happy and content drinking his grape flavored vaccine.

Our pediatrician is a firm believer in vaccines. She listened to what I had to say and answered my questions, but she stated that the vaccines present a very small risk compared to the risk of not being vaccinated. She also thought that since he has already had 2 doses of everything and not had any adverse reactions that that is a sign that the vaccinations are not harming him. I guess only time will tell. I'm just saying little prayers that God will guide me to the BEST choices for Isaiah and He will protect him. Please say a little prayer too. I'm really letting this consume my thoughts and my day. I just want to enjoy this "free" day I have with Isaiah!

Oh, I guess I need to get to the Liar, Liar part.

At sign-in time they give you this questionnaire to complete. The past two visits I've finished it with pride and glee thinking, check, MY BABY can do that, check, MY BABY is well advanced for his age, check, you know how it goes...

Well, today I had to selected "No".

Yes, I did. It's an unfortunate truth.

Then I found myself thinking that these questionnaires are too nosey. This is not for medical purposes, this is just comparing babies. I don't want to compare MY BABY! I was honest and checked that Isaiah is not holding his chest off the ground with his arms or rolling over. Next, I start thinking, well maybe he's too hefty or maybe I need to stop doing everything for him. But, he is just a baby. Round and round. Justify or make an excuse. Funny how my mind races and rambles and quickly comes to defense regarding my son. (Is there a little Jackie in me?)

And, as our doctor enters I start talking about how I know he's behind. Yada yada yada. In the meantime, the doctor is examining Isaiah and low and behold--HE ROLLED OVER! So little and already making a liar out of his excuse-making momma! As soon as he did it, I found myself asking the doctor, "Does that count?" "Did he just roll over?" I was in disbelief and shock. I wasn't expecting it and was very proud and kind of let down because his daddy wasn't there to see it too. Wow, this post is way too long. I'm stopping now. I'll leave you with some pics of our handsome baby, who is now 26 inches long and 15lbs. 12oz. Gracing the 75th percentile. Hope they make your day brighter!