Today was Wilder’s eight week check up. I’ll save you the suspense and jump right to the “everything looks great” report. Whew! I feel a sense of relief every time we leave the doctor’s office. I felt a similar thing when I was pregnant.
A few months ago it was am I gaining too much or not enough and how’s the heartbeat and is my blood pressure where it should be. Now I find myself wondering the same thing is he gaining enough weight (I’ll save you the suspense … He weighs a whopping 14 pounds) and is he growing the way he should and is that cradle cap normal and I saw this little bump on his chest is that normal?
And so when our big boy tipped the scales once again and showed the development milestones on target this momma felt thankful for answered prayers.
Then came the shots … They weren’t as brutal as I had thought and surprisingly Wilder was the only one who cried. So, this afternoon I’m hunkering down with my little man and hoping he doesn’t feel any side effects. And being thankful we live in a time where parents worry about vaccine side effects more than children facing childhood diseases like polio.
Wilder snoozing after his eight week check up. It was an exhausting endeavor for our big boy who had his first shots.