15-month shots and stats

Tuesday we went to Richmond Hill (about an hour away) to see Hannah's new pediatrician. From previous posts, you know how much we like him. We had her 15-month checkup. Geez, the time is flying. And all I can say coming out of that appointment is thank the Lord we don't have anymore shots until she's two. Breaks my heart. Really, it does. Joe goes to these visits too and I love him for that. He's great taking care of her while I talk to the doctor with my list - yes, list - of questions. I want to know and understand everything. When it's time for the shots, Joe holds her legs still while the nurse does her thing. I stand over Hannah's face and hold her hands. The look on her face goes from happy, content, sweet, playful child to a look of pain, confusion, and betrayal. Her face turns red and tears spring from her eyes. She's looking at me the whole time. I hate it. As soon as I can I pick her up and hold her close, telling her over and over how much Mommy loves her.

I know it's just shots. We've had little sicknesses and bumps and bruises, but we are blessed with a healthy child and that's more than many other parents can say. We are aware of this blessing daily. There can't be anything worse than having to watch a child in pain. Some fellow moms and dads, nurses, and doctors that I know have a level of courage and strength that I could only hope and pray for.

laid back on Mollie's bed

Here is Hannah's info:

weight: 22lbs. (35-40% percentile) 
length: 31.5" (80%) 
head circumference: 18.75" (90%) 
# of teeth: 12...with constant drool 
diaper size: 4 (just moved up) 
clothes: 18 months 
sleep schedule: about 12 hours at night and 2 naps/day averaging about an hour and a half or so each
diet: stage 3 food and toddler foods as well as an assortment of table food; 18oz. of soy milk/day
latest words: go, bye bye, amen (yes, she says after all blessings and prayers and repeatedly in church - a real preacher's kid), cookie, no ma'am (normally to the dogs), oh oh oh, oh no, and eye - and by the way she still calls her sippy cup of milk her "bowwwww" (kinda like bowel minus the L and dragging out the W)
developmentally: she's walking all over the place and getting very fast; loves to figure things out on her own or imitate us when we do things; helps me dress/undress her; eats with fingers; pushes and pulls things while walking; plays peek-a-boo; blows bubbles in water; dances; pets the dogs; turns pages of books; empties/fills containers; "helps" me put things away; tries to climb stairs...


We are working out a few things with her skin issues, but overall she is doing great.