Amelia had her 1 year check up yesterday. It was late because she has had the sniffles and I didn't want to cause her any further discomfort. OK, truthfully, it was because I get physically ill at the thought of my sweet innocent baby girl(s) being in pain and the fear in their eyes alone is enough to make my knees wobble. Even though "they" say that it doesn't work, One hour before the appointment I apply emal cream to her chunky little legs, wrap them in glad wrap.
She was soo cute standing the very first time for her weight and height. I brought the camera, but was too distracted.
She's 23lbs, and 29.5in tall. She loves Dr Weed, sits perfectly still while her listens and laughs when he feels her belly. Lilly held her hand so she wouldn't been "sceered". She was excited to do this after I told her about Jules doing the same for her.
When they brought in 4 large needles, 2 for her arms, I think I cussed and got dizzy. Pathetic! But, she got her shots, cried, Comforted, got a cookie, and we were on our way.
On the bright side, she has been walking all over the place! You can see the excitement all over her face with each step.
I understand completely. I almost passed out when Clay got his shots and even cried more than he did. I also have been putting off his 4 month appointment because I know that he has to get more shots and just the thought of it makes me want to vomit on my shoe. It tears me completely up. Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic. Will you ask all of your girls to come hold MY hand when he gets shots next month? Please and Thank you.
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