Doctor's Visit

I had been dreading today for the last couple of weeks. I literally felt panicked this morning and didn't eat a bite until late afternoon. And apparently, I felt this way for a very good reason.

Take a fairly difficult two year old, add into the mix a squirmy nine month old and then have an absolutely insane (and exhausted) mother schedule their well baby visits during the sacred naptime-at best, this adds up to a difficult day, at worst, this day becomes impossible. I swear that I don't have a death wish and only scheduled their appointments during naptime because this was the only time that we could get in to see the new and highly recommended pediatrician.

Delaney had her first tantrum by 9:15 AM-so you can guess how the rest of the day went. Dave came to the appointment, and I don't know what I would have done if he wasn't there. The doctor was running about an hour late, and by this time, both babies were absolutely exhausted; Elliot was fussy and I had to give in to Delaney's every demand, to keep her from totally flipping out. When we finally got home, neither baby napped for long, and the rest of the day was difficult and painful-to say the least-but I did make it through the day without crying!

For anyone who's interested (that's you-Grandma B & Grandma Mary!) here are Delaney's and Elliot's growth stats:

Delaney is 20 lbs 4 oz (.26%tile!) and 31 1/2 inches (5%tile). Elliot is 17 pounds 2 oz (5%tile) and 28 inches (42%tile).