Belle and I visited a new pediatrician in our new city today. Belle proved that, like her mom, she's not a doctor's dream patient. She fussed from the moment we entered the waiting room until she was back in her car seat heading home, including red-faced, tear-streaming screeching during the actual examination and two shots.
Despite the tears, Belle checked-out healthy. She's just over 22 pounds and over 31 inches long (fiftieth percentile in weight, seventy-fifth in height),and she is growing and developing as a fifteen-month should. I couldn't be happier!
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