My twelve-month doctor appointment started off on a good note they had fish in the waiting room so I had fun watching them swim around. While we waited for my name to be called I also practiced showing my one finger because I was excited to tell Dr. Mankoti that I am one year old now. (She was really impressed by the way and said that I am extremely smart.) Then the weirdness began as they stripped me naked, weighed me, stretched me out to get my height, and measured my head circumference. After that Dr. Mankoti examined me which I didn't like at all; she has these bright blue gloves and was poking and prodding me, it wasn't fun. Then I got three shots and they pricked my finger too - it hurt but afterwards the nurse gave me a package of animal crackers so I guess the visit ended on a good note too.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot the stats - I weigh 21.3 pounds (25th percentile) and am 2 feet 6 inches tall (68th percentile). The Doc said that I am doing great and my parents could even give me some snacks throughout the day (like animal crackers maybe, they were tasty).
Your one year check up hard to believe. What a brave baby all those pokes! Don't you know the doctor only needs to talk to me, you ARE the smartest baby in the world. Just ask Grandma, Grandma, Grandma! One full year of love. Love, Grandma
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