Monday, August 11, 2008

12-Month Check-up

Natalie is nearly 13 months old, but today was her 12-month check-up. I thought we had an appointment for the middle of July, but apparently I was temporarily insane. And then I booked a flight to VA and had to reschedule my rescheduled appointment. So today was the day ... but the type A in me is bothered to be "late."

Anyway, after all that waiting, we waited some more. Within minutes of arriving we were escorted to the exam room, and Natalie was measured and weighed*. But we waited for almost an hour to see the doctor. An hour of entertaining a half-naked baby (wearing just a diaper and her striped Baby Legs) in a tiny room with just a few toys and books. An hour that included the consumption of two apple wagon wheels, a handful of Veggie Booty, and 4 ounces of formula. An hour of my entire repertoire of silly songs. Even with Chad there to share in the "fun," I was more than a little frazzled by the time Dr. Maplethorpe came in. But I quickly forgave her because I love Dr. Maplethorpe! She took care of me through my entire pregnancy - and even forgave me when I ignored her bedrest treatment plan. She delivered Natalie and helped me figure out how to breastfeed. She continues to treat our entire family with the assistance of her wonderful nurses and super-friendly office staff. I guess what I am trying to say is ... Dr. Maplethorpe is worth the wait :)

Natalie had only a mild case of stranger anxiety during the exam and cooperated with most of the doctor's request. She was most disgruntled when having her ears checked ... and the vaccinations were awful - at least for me. Chad held her, and I turned my back and shed a few tears for her. Sitting on daddy's lap, clutching her lovey, Natalie was unbelievably brave and calm. She cried - hard - during the injections but then recovered within a minute or two. My sweet girl was even smiling by the time I got her dressed and out to the reception area. Overall, a very successful check-up :)

*Check out these stats:
Weight: 22 lbs. 4 oz.

Height: 31 inches


TX momma said...

I hate to see the tears - real tears of pain, not the ones that come from exhaustion or not getting their way. We spend so much time trying to protect them from shedding those tears and then we turn around and knowingly hand them over to be vaccinated...ahhh, heartbreaking! Glad it is over for a few months!

~d said...

Poor girl
poor mommy


Emma has to leave the room when it's Pey's shot time. Isn't that cute?
It doesn't get easier. Sadly. They recover quickly you'll find.. quicker each time. Soon enough you can shove a lolli in her face as soon as she's done and ALL WILL BETTER IN NHV LAND. :)


Laura said...

Well let's just say that her Aunt Laurla shed a few tears reading about her shots. When the heck did I get so emotional? I guess it has something to do with how much I miss you both. I wonder if mom could sneak me and 3 kids in her carry-on. LOL. Love you guys.

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