The same day that I took Ella to the dentist, Sophie was scheduled for her two year old check-up. We were only three weeks late! I love our pediatrician, but I always forget how hard it is to get an appointment. I waited until the end of March to schedule it and there were no available appointments near her birthday. I even called back to check on cancellations and the first week of May was the best I could do.
You wanna know what else is sad? I have no idea how much she weighed or how long she was! The doctor was kind enough to write it on a purple piece of paper (for this scatter-brained momma) and although I remember seeing the paper sometime on Thursday, I cannot for the life of me remember where that was. Sigh. For the record, she was still in the 25th percentile for weight and the 90th for height. Tall and skinny is good.
Of course, she was in performance mode and she sang, danced and recited her ABCs for the doctor. Everything looked great and she was healthy as can be. All except that dang ear infection. She had one in her left ear that we didn’t even know about?! Raging. Although she never complained about it, it certainly explains why Josh & I had gotten no sleep for the previous four days. I am so blessed with healthy babies and if an ear infection is the worst we ever have to deal with, I’ll gladly take it.
I know the office staff is glad to get us out of the office after every visit. Not only do we color all over the examination paper, but we make it virtually impossible to take our measurements, we talk loud and squeal about everything and we insist on wearing squeaky shoes. At least we’re adorable!
