My Queer Baby
Yesterday, we went to the doctor for Sophie’s monthly booster shot. Sophie was just so happy to get out of the house. She wants to be always on the move. As I’ve mentioned in my previous posts she is a highly strung infant. You’ll see her always doing something; crawling, standing, playing and even while she’s sleeping, she still can’t stop from moving. She was jumping like there’s spring on her soles on the way to the hospital. When we were nearing the hospital and she saw the familiar buildings and streets, she started screaming and crying. We were startled because she’s just seven months old but it seems that she already knows what going to the doctor means. It means that there would be needle and a lot of pain involved. She’s got a rather retentive memory. Anyway, when her doctor was talking to her, she was cooing and said Yey! unintentionally. And when she saw the injection she started saying Ay, yay, yay, yay, yay! As if saying Uh-oh… here comes my foe. We all laughed including her doctor because she had this really anxious look on her face as if she already knew what’s going to happen. Of course she cried after the shot but not for long. She’s such a brave little girl and I love her more for that.


