Flu Season

I went to get my Flu Shot today! I'd rather fork over the money than be sick in bed at my parents house. Yes, we live in our own apartment, but I know I'd be there so they could take care of Zach. And not that I don't love my parents house...the break actually sounds kinda nice...but heaven forbid I feel that terrible. Anyways, I sat Zach on my lap when I was in there chair so that I could put his shoe back on, the one that always falls off. I noticed how tight his leg was like he was about to freak out and I looked up and saw that he was watching the lady prepare everything for my shot. I had to quickly assure him that it was Mommy's turn and he didn't have to worry. I had to say it at least twice, but he stood there watching the lady roll up my sleeve and started to have a little relief. As his frown turns to somewhat of a smile I am whispering to the lady, "he doesn't realize that it'll unfortunately be his turn soon." The last time he even got a shot was a year ago. However, I did sit there like a champion with a smile on my face the whole time trying to teach him that a shot isn't that bad. I did think of my best friend Deanna though wondering how it'll be when she's a mother. She hates shots with the worst of them. Then I thought some more and figured she would rather be laying in bed sick than having someone poke at her arm. I'll take care of you and your baby if you move to Houston!!! (Note: this is not an anouncement. Although I did find out one of my other friends from college is pregnant again...Congrats, Sarah!!)