From 2012-05-04 fun |
Charles is officially 18 months now. He can go to nursery! Hooray!
Being 18 months does come with a few consequences, IE a wellness check-up. Let
me take you on our trip to the Doctor.... Recently I began a long term
babysitting gig. I have a nearly 3 year old for 2 days a week. Usually we have
a great time. I had thought that Charles check-up was on Wednesday when I don't
babysit. Alas I was wrong. So I thought OK I'll just take her with me since
trying to find a babysitter in this area is nigh impossible. What can go wrong?
My two usually do fine. So I told her before we left where we were going and
why and that started her whimpering ever so slightly.
"Well,
it will be quick" I try to console myself and her. Half way to the clinic
her whimpers have escalated to a repeated statement of failed self comfort,
"Mommy will be here." I tried to reassure her that Yes, she will see
her Mother soon when Lizzy pipes up, as ever oblivious to the distress she is
about to add upon my poor little charge, “Your Mommy is not coming. You will
never see your Mom." Thanks Lizzy. Nothing but love for you! Welcome
to full melt down town! Yay!
By this time
we are exiting the car in a full down pour and of course we are only in
sweaters because it wasn't raining when we left. Oh joy! We attempt to rush
into the building. I say attempt since there was a small skirmish over who was
the privileged one to sit in the stroller.
He is right on track developmentally. The
doctor was very happy about his results.
His height was 31.75 in. which put him in the 33%. His Weight was 22lbs.
Which is the 6.74% I was surprised at
how low that was, but the doctor assured me that he is fine, just active and
running though calories at an accelerated rate.
I couldn’t argue that as at that very moment he was chasing Lizzy back
and forth across the exam room. He also eats all the time so I am not worried. His
head circumference was 46.2 cm. so that placed him in the 11.77%. The best part
of this was not having to get shots! We all got a sticker and a treat and
headed home. My charge finally stopped crying when I told her that we were
going home to watch Toy Story, her favorite movie. Lizzy upset her further by
saying we can’t watch Toy Story because she didn’t want to. Thanks Lizzy! You
are a champ.