So this week we went for the official 2 month doctor's appointment, albeit 2 weeks late but it just wasn't going to happen over the holidays. I've been dreading it since I booked the appointment a month ago because she was going to have her first shots.
I couldn't really watch, but Jesse helped hold down her legs while the doctor and the nurse simultaneously plunged the needles into her sweet ham hock thighs (to avoid prolonging the agony so said the doctor). She was such a trooper, she cried for about 30 seconds but was fine once I picked her up, unfortunately it took a little longer to dry my tears. She was soon being comforted in Daddy's lap by her favourite quack quack duck and a couple of linkadoos.
During this time we asked about her stats, she falls into the 95th percentile for weight, but is balanced out by being "off the charts" for length. So basically we have the tallest baby in the world for her age.
Here we have hung her up in the attempt to try and stretch her out and encourage that growth... we're thinking Guiness World Record down the road.
1 comment:
Jolly Jumplings!
I want to eat those feet on toast spears!
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