We’re still trying to work out the insurance fiasco, but you were due for an immunization, so off to the doctor’s we went. It was just starting to get dark, and the lobby was FREEZING, but you were contented enough hanging out in your car seat. When they finally got us in, we went through the usual routine of getting you stripped and weighed (which you really seemed to enjoy)…
Getting all of your stats measured and recorded…
At this appointment you weighed in at 10 lbs, 13 oz and were 22” long. That put you in the 77th percentile for height and weight. Didn’t catch the actual measurement of that head of yours, but it landed you up in the 99th percentile! Just think of what that big ol’ brain of yours will be able to accomplish!
Things got a bit dicier after that. You were hanging out (literally, since you were naked!) while we waited for the doc to show up.
Once he did, he didn’t make you very happy. He performed all of the tests he needed, then plopped you on your tummy to see how strong you were. You did fine, but it definitely made you unhappy. Things only got worse when he checked your reflexes by lifting you by your hands and then plopping you back on the table.
And then, of course, just as we got you kind of calmed down and dressed (after peeing on your mommy), you had your shot. Poor baby!
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