Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 892

Chad felt a bit uneasy, "You should head back soon."

"It's alright, I'm with someone, so don't worry. I can take care of myself."

After hanging up, the group headed to get their vaccinations. Next up was Henry's "performance."

In the vaccination room, babies were being carried out, crying loudly. Normally, Henry would have been woken up by now, fussing as usual. But this time, he lay in his mom's arms, stubbornly keeping his eyes shut.

Mia tried everything: pinching his cheeks, tickling his feet, swinging him around, even a little tap on his bottom. "Wake up, Henry, stop pretending, okay?"

Henry kept his eyes closed tight.

The nurse was ready with the shot, trying to rouse Henry by shaking him gently. His aunt and sister called his name, but Henry resisted, eyes stubbornly shut.

Anya asked, "Can't the baby get the shot while he's asleep?"

Mia shook her head, "No, he needs to be awake. Don't worry, Henry's just faking it!"

Mothers know their kids best.

Mia realized her little guy was pretending to avoid the shot.

The nurse, still trying to wake him by pinching his cheeks, remarked, "This baby is too clever, won't wake up no matter what."

Mia looked at his chubby cheeks and said to the girl beside her, "Anya, you're quick. Can you run and grab some ice cream for Auntie?"

"Auntie, are you trying to wake him with the cold?"

Molly quickly caught on, "No, she's trying to tempt him awake."

Anya dashed out, returning with a bag of snacks too.

She handed Mia the ice cream, "Here you go, Auntie."

Mia took a bite, "Delicious."

Then she held it to Henry's lips, "Henry, wake up, let's have ice cream together."

Henry's small tongue reached out, tasting the sweet treat. Slowly, he opened his eyes, spotting the ice cream right there. He sat up eagerly on his mom's lap, eyes wide at the unexpected treat.

With eyes wide open and mouth agape, he clutched his mom's wrists, licking the ice cream like a little kitten.

The nurse was amazed at Mia's clever tactic!

Mia, pleased with her little trick, said, "If I can handle your dad, I can definitely handle you, my little chubster."

As Mia wiped his arm with a cool, damp swab, Henry turned his head, curious about what was happening. Then, the needle went in, and suddenly, the ice cream lost its charm as Henry's wails filled the room.

After the shot, he was still crying as they left.

Mia quickly finished the ice cream, leaving a little on the stick to soothe him.

Still sniffling, Henry licked the last bit of ice cream. When he was done, the observation period had ended, and they headed out. Andre called, "Did he get his shot?"

"Your son's quite the actor, pretending to sleep until our turn. He just stopped crying; his eyelashes are still wet."

"But Chad's got a law degree too."

Mia smiled, "But your Chad's not exactly on our team."

Molly agreed.

Anya mused, "Auntie, I thought you'd be job hunting."

Mia, pushing the stroller, said, "I tried."

"Really?"

"Really?"

They both echoed in surprise.

Mia admitted, "Remember when I was always out with Henry, my arms aching? I was job hunting in the summer heat. But once employers heard I had a baby under one, they weren't interested.nSome even doubted my character and asked about the father's whereabouts, judging me for being young.nI get why they might not want to hire moms, but it was still disheartening. Eventually, I gave up and settled into being a stay-at-home mom. Your Andre treats me like a queen."

Anya looked at Henry, "I thought having kids early was good, but I didn't realize it could be so limiting. I'll wait a bit longer to settle down."

Mia nodded, "Nothing's perfect. Early and late both have their downsides."

"Exactly, Anya, don't overthink it. There's good in both. If you have kids later when your career is booming, falling pregnant will pause your work. If you're on the rise and then take leave, you might be replaced. When you return after having the baby, do you think things will be as you left them? The scene will have changed, the workplace is like that."

As Molly chatted, Mia glanced back a few times at the bustling street. Turning around, she said, "Anya, why don't you push the stroller for a bit, and I'll carry Henry."