K went to his 18 month checkup today – a little late. So he is actually 19.5 months.
He did…terrible! Once we started walking back to the room, the panic was pretty much non-stop. He wouldn’t even get on the scale, so I weighed myself with and without him. (Yikes)
Keeping in mind he was not a willing participant in any of these measurements, we believe K:
Weighs 29 pounds (80%)
Is 34.5 inches tall (90%)
And has a consistently off the charts head.
Good news – He’s a healthy growing boy!!
Bad news – Mama is healthy and GROWING too? I weighed more than I thought. (I was wearing boots?)
Good news – He did not try to bite or kick the doctor.
Bad news – Apparently pediatricians EXPECT to get kicked and bit?
Good news – Healthy lungs! K can yell “no” “all done” “bye bye doctor” “up mommy” and “no more” with surprising volume and clarity.
Bad news – Not even an Elmo sticker could stop the madness. Elmo is losing his power.
Good news – He sure loves his mama and thinks I can help him escape all evil. (Take THAT Elmo!)