One-Year Well-Visit

On August 16, I had my one-year well visit at the doctor's. And boy, do I have a good memory. At first, I was all excited watching the other children in the waiting room. But the moment that we went into the actual room and the nurse went to weight me, I was so sad (crying, trying to get back into Mama's arms, frowning). I do not like the doctor's office at all. I am very clingy to Mama the whole time; I just would't let go of her.

But I was still a trooper (that's what Mama said). I got three shots, I have to go back on Friday for a TB test (it's standard), and the doctor checked my ears and mouth.

It ends up that I'm getting in my molars---so THAT'S why my mouth hurts lately---and I'm 32 inches long and 24.4 pounds. The doctor says that I'm right on target with where I should be. And she was also very glad to hear that I'm walking on my own already---8-10 steps at a time now.

I'm just glad that it's all over...at least, until the next time (in 3 months).