Tuesday, October 07, 2008

18 months

Our eighteen month appointment has come and gone.  No more going to the doc until 2 years.  We have changed our care from Dr. G. to Dr. Christina.  Dr. Christina is a naturopath who can treat us as a family and can prescribe, aka Have Your Zoloft and Herbal Tincture Too!

Anyhoo...

The stats.  Finn is 23 pounds, 33 inches tall and still has a giant head.  He's 15th percentile weight, 75th height and 90th head.  And right now he's currently covered in Kerry Edwards buttons from the last election.  Funny.  

He has maybe around 10 words (he's a BOY, okay.  Too busy for chatting) but easily over 30 signs and uses them together...dog sleeping, cat water, baby pig, more water and so on. 

The visit was miserable.  Finn freaked out once Dr. Christina took out her stethoscope and was inconsolable from that moment until we had left the office.  It was almost impossible to get his weight because he was screaming, stiff as a board, shaking with his toes pointed.  My poor sweet lovable boy.

We then walked to Whole Foods and everything was somehow okay.       

2 Comments:

At 10/07/2008 4:27 PM, Blogger Lyn said...

Our 18 month visit was the absolute worst. Screaming melt down. Horrible. 2 years was cake. It helps when you can talk about it ahead of time and they get it...

 
At 10/07/2008 8:35 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah, by 18 months they start to figure out what the whole going to the doctor gig is all about and they want NONE OF IT!!

 

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