At some points in your life, you take a leap into the unknown. Like “I’m pregnant”. When you are little baby, those leaps are smaller in an objective sense, but pretty huge relative to the sum of your experiences up until then. It was in this spirit that Amelia approached her 2months immunisations. An early appointment to try and get in and out before the 30+ temperatures hit. (it was already 25 at 8:30am). Things lined up well and we were wide awake and playful in the waiting room:
Our doctor was a little worried about doing this. Apparently he didn’t like making babies cry. (How does one work as a GP? Surely most of the job is little kids, old people and medial certs?) One oral and two injections later, Amelia was telling mummy all about it.