Words from Worry-Land and 2 Month Shots
This past Wednesday, we had to take our baby girl to get her 2 month vaccination shots. It was awful. She had to get two this time (plus the one they drink but she loved that one). She screamed her little head off, but again like her first month shots, she recovered nicely in the office, her cries were quickly soothed.
The one month shot didn't seem to faze her one bit. This time around, she developed a low-grade fever and was fussier than normal. Now we could play a game, how many times do you think this worrywart called the pediatrician? But, I actually did well, so I'm just going to tell you the answer! Once! And I waited until Friday morning! Go me! I listened to the office and waited a couple of days to call (because they said to expect a low-grade fever, extra sleepiness, and extra fussiness as side effects).
And after hearing again that this was a common/normal reaction to the vaccines, I did actually relax a bit. I monitored her the rest of the day and tried not to over-worry. Now I'm not going to pretend I was perfect about it. I googled vaccines, adverse effects, and of course, the links to autism about a dozen times. There was scary stuff out there, but I did find plenty of articles that refuted the scary stuff too. Sigh. I decided to try and let it go. To handle each hurdle with baby girl as it comes and not beforehand! Life is hard enough without me making up hurdles!
It must have worked because Evie and I both napped soundly yesterday afternoon. It was wonderful. And probably the best medicine because my little button (the one nickname out of a million that seems to be sticking for Hubby and I) is back to her normal self today! Hooray!!!
Husband even kicked me out to go to the movies with my mom and sister. He assured me that some time out would do me good. I relented and got out of the house. We went and saw "The Help." It was good, but as always, not as good as the book. It made me think about the Civil Rights issues and how far we have come. It also made me worry...while we have come a very long way on many of the issues with racism and equality, we still have work to do.
In fact, I'm willing to argue that, unfortunately, some people still have an "Us vs. Them" mentality. It may no longer be targeted at African Americans, but this time, illegal immigrants. Why do we always have to have a target? It makes me sad that we never seem to just live and let live. The only thing I can say about the topic of immigration and illegal immigration is I know it is a very tricky subject matter.
I also know that if I lived in a place where my life was unsafe, unhealthy, and downright terrible, I would move to place where I had a better chance. And I would be willing to bet that you would too. Even if you couldn't wait for everybody else and their governments to tell you it was OK. I know I wouldn't be able to wait...I would jump at the chance for a better life. I thank God every single day that I won the birth lottery. I live in a country with many privileges and rights. My circumstances are, for the most part, well within my control. I am lucky. Blessed.
We never know the true circumstances of another human being. We cannot possibly know all of the elements of a person's life...their mental capacity, physical capacity, spirituality, etc. We never know what anyone else is truly living through, or what crosses they bear. I wish that we would take those elements of unknown and let them foster our feelings of compassion and empathy for others, not our feelings of mistrust and fear.
I guess we will always be facing a serious issue in our country. If we look back, we've never really had a period of time that just "was"...there is always something tragic or important or revealing filling the pages of our history books. If we could just learn how to take care of each other, all of us, everywhere, we could perhaps enter a boring phase of history...without conflict, drama, war. I know I'm dreaming here...but sometimes I think that's all we need. More dreamers.