Monday, February 2, 2009
Mean Ole Mommy!
I've gone to the doctor twice in the past week and I don't like it one bit! I went last week because Mom thought I had pink eye. I did, but the viral type so there was nothing she could do except warm compresses and wait it out. Then she takes me today and not only does the doctor have Mom pin me down to look in my ears and to make sure my testicles are still descended (really? they were there last time, they were there this morning when I was playing in my diaper... where could they have gone???) but I got 2 shots today. I know Mom says they are good for me but I don't like them one bit. It doesn't help that she took me to do this stuff during naptime, I didn't want to be there, I wanted to be snug in my bed with my blankets and Bedtime Bear. The assistant said I'm 22lbs and 8 oz and 30.75 inches, I guess that means I'm getting bigger. I kind of knew I was getting taller since Mom upgraded me to one pair of 18 month old pants since they have the adjustable waistband, the rest of the time I look like I'm waiting for the flood.