today was lucy’s 2 month check-up. michael’s dad has been curious about leslie’s iron level (it was low when they tested it in may…long story that belongs in a totally different post), so i took her along to have her finger pricked. our appointment was at 9. oh. my. gosh. what was i thinking when i made an appointment for 9 in the morning? clearly, i must have had myself confused with super mom! we did make it though, and everyone was clean and dressed, so it felt like a success.
when we arrived, we didn’t even have to sit down…that’s what happens when you’re the first appointment of the day! we stripped lucy down to her diaper and weighed and measured her. she’s 21 inches long and she weighs (holy cow!) 11 pounds, 11 ounces. my baby girl likes to eat and it shows! leslie weighed herself (isn’t she too young to be concerned about her weight?!?) and she is 31 pounds, 2 ounces…fully clothed with her shoes on. once everyone had been weighed we went back to the exam room. why on earth did i think that leslie would NOT freak out about having her thumb pricked and blood squeezed from it?!? she lost it. i mean, seriously…she totally lost it. it took 2 nurses to get enough blood to test her iron level. she’s a strong little booger, and she fought with every ounce of strength she could muster! turns out, her level is up to 13.5 which is acceptable by roro’s standards! leslie got to go to the treasure box, where she proceeded to pick out diamond rings for all the nurses and her doctor and insist that they all wear them.
back to the exam room, this time with dr. lagrew. leslie flipped out when dr. lagrew wanted to check her ears, which was weird because that’s usually her favorite part (yes, my child is weird) of the exam. she thinks it’s funny that dr. lagrew would think that there are birds in her ears. well, today she completely lost it (for the second time, if you’re keeping track). enter the nurse to physically restrain her so they could get a good look in her ears. of course, she had an ear infection…no wonder she freaked out…it HURT! so, leslie gets a sucker and finally gets herself calmed down.
dr. lagrew checked miss lucy out and gave her a clean bill of health. (well, except for her snotty nose, which is just a cold, but definitely sucks when you’re only 8 weeks old!) now, i had talked to leslie about the fact that lucy was going to get shots and warned her that her baby sister would probably cry a little bit. we talked about the shots helping lucy to grow up big and strong like her big sister. i told her that she got all the same shots when she was a baby. well, it’s different when the nurses come in armed with sharp, pointy needles and make your baby sister scream and cry real tear drops! when that happens, you completely lose it for the third time in less than an hour. you scream things like, “stop hurting my baby sister!” and try to push the nurses away from her. you get so upset that you don’t even care that you’ve dropped your prized sucker on the floor. after all, this IS your third fit of the morning. you are a professional fit-thrower, and NObody is going to hurt your baby sister.
our appointment couldn’t have lasted longer than 45 minutes, but it felt like 4 days. in the end, though, all that matters is that both of my girls are (relatively) healthy, and if there was ever any doubt about leslie loving her baby sister, that’s gone now. all in all, it was a success.