The Bear had his 24-month appointment yesterday morning.
He is now 30 pounds, which puts him in the 75% for weight. He gained more than 2 1/2 pounds in 6 months! Then it was a 1 3/4 inch increase in his heighth. At 35 inches, he's in the 50-75%. He got two shots this time. He only cried when the nurse was swabbing his arms and when she pushed the fluid in. Once he got those band-aids on, he was fine.
The Bear got a once over by the pediatrician. Checked his lungs & his heart. Of course, the Bear was a little wary of the guy putting this silver thing on his chest and his back. He kept a close eye on the pediatrician. Of course, my little guy was skeptical when the pediatrician started inspecting his tummy, his hips, and his "boy" parts. It was a quick little check. He was back in his diaper in less than a minute. The pediatrician noted how ticklish my Bear was and once the little guy had his diaper on...the pediatrician tickled his sides so that the Bear let out a few belly laughs. So now the pediatrician is a "good guy" in the Bear's eyes. Yeah!
My boy has been labeled as "fit for service" and we won't see the pediatrician again until the Bear is 3 years old. Yeah right! You think my daredevil will remain healthy for another 12 months? We can only hope.
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