Today Rachel had her 2 month old doctor’s appointment. Can you say “Traumatic?” Poor thing, she had 4 shots. Count them, 4 — 1, 2, 3, 4. I’m okay now, though.
It has been quite a while since I have last posted. I have since then been “tagged.” I’m not going to do that today, but don’t you fret, all too soon you will know all of my secrets. I’ll get to it soon.
So anyway, back to Rachel’s appointment, she was weighed and measured and found quite satisfactory. She weighs 14 lbs and 11 oz. (That is > 97th percentile). She is 24 1/2 inches long. (Also > 97th percentile). She’s never met a bottle of enfamil lipil she didn’t like. I mean, she loves it. She eats (or rather drinks) it all the time. She is robust and healthy, and growing like a weed.
I love all the different bandaids used for her shots. Looks like the nurse had a good time.
I agree with malauna, I love that she has 4 differnt bandaids… looks like she took it like a big girl… I bet you didn’t though, its ok to act like a baby sometimes… 😉 love ya!