Yesterday we had the 2-month check up for the LM. We saw the doctor first... who checked him over and informed us he has a slight murmur, which is perfectly normal and not a concern, and is very healthy.
We were given a form to check off developmental things he has started to do. Of course, we had to be honest... and the doctor said he's right on target developmentally... and even ahead of the curve on some things that he's started doing. I have to give my mom props for all the hard work she's done with the little guy, he's really learning to do things that I've never seen a child his age do.
His latest list of developmental achievements:
Recognizing people when he sees them and smiling/laughing/cooing at them.
Wiggling to be picked up.
Propping himself up on his elbows and holding his head up without a problem when laying on his belly.
Trying out the crawling motions.
Trying to sit up by himself when being supported on your lap.
Mimicking sounds you make and trying to figure out how to position his mouth for words.
I absolutely adore his smile... he also practices frowning from time to time... which is equally as adorable as his smile.
After the doctor left, I put his onesie back on him... and we waited for the nurse to arrive with his vaccinations.
Enter the nurse... who seemed a nice enough person. I knew we were in for it when I saw her carrying one oral vaccination and three syringes. I immediately looked at the little man and whispered "It's going to be ok honey. Mommy is right here."
First was the oral vaccine. She gently woke him up by shoving the little dispenser in his mouth. After he realized it tasted sweet, he took it all right away. Then, the nurse had to take a bit of time to get some bandages and the three injections ready. Naturally, the baby was still pretty comfy in his blanket and nodded off to sleep. Rather than giving me a chance to try to wake the little guy up before giving him an injection, the nurse said "Okay, I'm ready," and immediately stuck him with a needle.
The baby responded by flinging his eyes open, flinging his arms up, inhaling deeply and opening his mouth... all while turning beet red. Another shot was administered in his other leg before he let out a wail that sounded like he was at least 2 years old. When she finished with the third one and left the room, I put the baby's jeans back on and immediately picked him up to cuddle him. I asked my husband to take care of his next appointment scheduling as I was going to take the little guy outside.
We saw the nurse in the hallway. The baby looked at her and "mumbled" around his pacifier as we walked by. Once we got close to the elevator, he was calmer... by the time we got outside, he'd calmed completely... the instant I sang him a song, he went to sleep.
Other than that, it was a pretty good day. We finally found a daycare provider... and she lives right down the street from us! Yay!
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