I didn't mean to let the blog go so long without an update, but before I knew it, a couple of days turned into a week, and then one week turned into two and...here we are. I have been putting in a lot of extra time at work lately, so besides working and mothering, there hasn't been a whole lot else going on anyway.
Lauren had her three year check up this week. I'm happy to report that the experience was a complete 180 from last year's fiasco. She made nary a peep when the nurse weighed and measured her, and when it was all said and done, she even gave her a high five. She donned the ugly paper gown without protest. She stared intently as the doctor did his dog and pony show and then complied as he poked and prodded her. She was THE BEST PATIENT EVER. And considering how frayed my nerves have been lately, I couldn't be more relieved. Thanks to you, darling daughter, mommy may get to keep her sanity yet.
Besides the fact that Lauren is a healthy child, the only thing of note that came out of the check up was the fact that she is in the 60th percentile for weight. Yes, our child who could eat a kernel of corn for dinner and call it done, weighs more than 60% of other girls her age. I think she slipped the doctor a Hamilton to bribe him to tell us that so we would stop hounding her to eat.
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