We took Izzy to her 18 month check up yesterday. She waited patiently with us in the lobby–the office was running about 10 minutes late. We read Dr. Seuss and flipped through a book filled with photos of children’s mouths filled with rotten teeth. When her name was called, she hopped off her chair and followed the nurse to her room. Izzy waved and said hi to all she passed along the way.
We stripped her down and waited a little longer in the exam room. I put her socks on her hands, and she thinks it is hilarious–and it buts me more time because it keeps her distracted for a while.
The doctor finally came in and greeted us. Izzy put on her best show, pointing out nose, eyes, ears, neck, etc. Dr. Goldstein started her exam and explained evrything she was going to do to Izzy before she started, and she was curious about all of it.
Everything checked out great except there is some plaque build up on her teeth (we had a bit of foreshadowing on that one with the tooth book!). She gave us some tips on how to brush her teeth better so we’ll start that up right away.
It was time for the dreaded vaccines. We got set up with me holding izzy on my lap and grasping her hands. We told her she was going to get shots and feel a little pinch. She watched as she was pricked with needles three time. That kid is amazing, not a flinch nor whimper nor whine. She got a cheese stick and Scooby Doo bandaids; we dressed her and that was that.
I’ve been reading a book called Courdoroy Goes to the Doctor over the last year. We read it much more frequently as her appointments approach and I think that helps. She was such a brave little girl. It was amazing because during our entire visit the kids in every other exam room were screaming bloody murder. That didn’t seem bother her one bit.
She’s still over 90th percentile for height, weight and head circumfrence. My little giant monster baby weighs in at 27 lbs 4 ozs and is 33 inches tall.
