What is it about taking your kids to the doctor that suddenly makes you second guess how you’re doing as a mother?! Suddenly basic questions like, “How much milk does he drink a day?” And “How many wet diapers do you change a day?” and “How many hours does he sleep?” seem so tricky, like I want to give the right answers but I’m not sure what the right answer IS and I’m afraid my answer is going to be cast upon the table for full judgment from the nurses. I’m being dramatic, but I can’t help feeling put on the spot, like I didn’t do my research beforehand, cause who counts anyway? I don't! Sigh.
Today I felt terrible at Logan's 9-month check up because *gasp* NO Logan is NOT clapping OR waving bye-bye! They’re on the “checklist" and I had to say NO and it made me feel bad, is that so dumb. I tell you what I was working with him tonight: “Bye-bye! Bye-bye! Come on baby!” ha ha. Funny. Seriously, I know every child is different and I really am not a freaker-outer mom in the least. But at the same time, I want my child to fit the book so I can answer all the nurse’s questions correctly, and get 100% in Mothering. Yaknow?
Oh yeah, and to make things worse, Logan was in the 90th percentile at 2 months, and NOW guess where he has trickled down to? He gained less than a pound in the last 3 months and is in the 9th percentile. Where did that beautiful chunkiness go, AHHH I have failed to keep him roly-poly. The doctor himself told me he is not worried at all, that this happens with almost every baby; they thin out at a certain age and continue the growth curve from there. It happened with Carter. He was a fat baby. But he didn’t reach his itty-bitty stage until 18 months. Logan’s 9 months now, and I can’t help but get in that Operation FAT mode, I want him to be in that healthy average range. Why do us moms proceed to feel guilty about everything. He eats everything I put in his mouth so what is the deal? This kid is still nursing every 3 hours except at night, cause the stubborn kid won't take a bottle and now I find myself 9 months in, like, wow look at me go, I’ve never nursed a kid who could bite me before. Or who could eat and rock on all fours at the same time, while his huge, I mean, apparently anorexic, body is sprawled across my lap. It’s interesting for sure. But I’ve been pushing the sippy cup for awhile now, getting him ready to make the big switchover as soon as I can. Don’t get me wrong, nursing is precious and all that, I'm quite proud of myself, but I’m just not one who is going to still be nursing when he can ask for it. (Please, no one take offense to that!)
So yeah the doctor today. I took all 3 kids with me, like I’ve done before, and it has gone smoothly every time. Silly me! Today was awful. Crying kids. Logan was having an absolute fit. He has been sick this week, making it hard for me to get anything done around here. Poor sweet boy. Found out it’s roseola virus. So the good news is, today his fever disappeared. And the bad news is now he has a rash all over his body. Oh and the doctor told me he has a bunch of fluid in his ears, and gave me antibiotics. This is the first time any of my kids has had an ear infection, at least one to my knowledge, and the first time any of my kids have needed antibiotics. See? I told you I’m totally not a Germophobe AT ALL and to show for it my kids are some of the healthiest kids I know. I’m going to eat those words later, aren’t i...
I am a rambling FOOL!
I’d have cute Christmas pictures to post, but guess what, MY CAMERA IS MISSING. (jenna's blankie was found in the nursery toy box. yay!)
So pretend this is a cute family picture of us at Christmas Village in Ogden. Yay! We look so warm and happy!
And here is a picture of the cute snowman pancakes I made for dinner tonight, powdered sugared and everything!
And here is a picture of my fireplace mantle, where 2 of my NOEL letters have fallen, so it just spells out “NO.” Yeah. That’s about right.
All right off to do some medical transcription. I’ve done 55 practice reports. Only 745 left to go. Ugh.
4 comments:
I think some of those questions they throw in there are kind of trick questions. Ruthie's only reaction to her reflection at that age was to scowl at herself in the mirror. Only recently has she taken interest in preening.
And I know that you and Jeff are definitely cousins because he's always making comments about starving Africans too :P
No offense to starving Africans either, but I find it funny that both of you use that reference... hehe.
That's funny, Amber... now I am totally rethinking my starving African comment, I didn't think that one through, I am so insensitive. Not that Jeff is though. :)
OH the wonders we mom wonder. We are supposed to be in charge but are sometimes feeling like your Noel letters, only half there:) I havent been able to answer the dang dr questions for the past 3 kids so don't feel bad, if it makes you feel better we still haven't found our camera:)
It's been awhile since I've checked anyone blogs and now I see what I'm missing. Thanks for sharing because I feel like I can relate in some ways. I think you are a wonderful mother and a fantastic neighbor. Merry Christmas!
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