Wednesday, February 23, 2011

15 month stats

34.25 inches -- off the charts & the height of a 26-month-old. Yeah, she's her Daddy's daughter!
25lbs - about the 80th%ile.
75th% for her head circumference.

Perfect in every way! She's doing great verbally and all her physical stuff & developmental cues are on track!

She was so good in the appointment. Happy, giggly, talky, showing off her mad walking skills, pointing to her nose, mouth & ears on command... A rockstar. After the doc's exam, we were waiting for the nurse to come back for her 3 shots & she put my scarf on and was walking back and forth in the room. The scarf almost hit the ground & was touching her toes...she was looking down watching the scarf & ran SMACK into a little ledge in the wall.... Got a pretty good size goose egg right on the bridge of her nose/eye socket. Screaming ensued...and just as she sorta calmed down, the nurse came back in and gave her the 3 vaccinations... She was not happy.

Awesome mom of the year award goes to me, for watching her walk into the wall while I was taking pictures of how cute she looked walking around naked (diap only) with the scarf on to send to Daddy. I did get a really cute one though.....

See that little ledge behind her? That's the culprit.

Anyway, all is well in baby-land, and I guess I should really stop calling her a baby.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Neglectful.

Yeah, so I'm an awful blogger. Not like anyone reads this, but I'm supposed to be using it as a journal of sorts so I don't forget things... like the great snow ridiculousness of 2011....my sister's wedding in 9 days, in which A is the (most adorable evah) flower girl....how I can't lose weight to save my life....how work is finally picking up & I don't hate it as much...how my mom has been wicked sick & no longer takes care of A, so we have to put her in daycare full time (but for now my cousin Sue is helping 2 days a week)...how A dances up a storm, march march marches, is the best cuddler ever, blows kisses like crazy, plays peek-a-boo like she invented it, says mama, dada, Jethro, bottle & purple (well, sorta...), puts things in a box & takes them out, loves to 'read' her books & will even sit in your lap & give you one to read to her... all these fun milestones that I'm supposed to be recording but am not. because I suck.

And how I don't have cancer. I never wrote about it in detail, but I went through lots and lots of tests, including PET scans & a bone marrow biopsy, all because of dumb enlarged lymph nodes that are out of reach for normal biopsies, only to be told it's not cancer, it's probably just your Sjogren's Syndrome. Really? You couldn't have told me that before? Didn't think to mention that they're related and it's MUCH more likely that the lymph node adenopathy is due to SS instead of the big C? My gray hairs thank you for their early arrival.

Oh well. There, I updated my blog :)