Maddie had her 18 month appt today. For immunization shots + check up. At first I was enjoying basking in all the compliments from the nurses and receptionists re: how incredibly well-behaved she was, and my, wasn't she a little grown up, and wow, she could really speak well!
And then I realized - oh - they think she's almost 6 months younger than she actually is.
So I tried to mumble out an excuse that she was actually 23 months old, not 18 months. We were just late for her shots because we don't live in the city anymore, but didn't want to change doctors just yet, and I'd been meaning to get her down for shots I promise, just time had slipped away and this is my first chance being on vacation and, and... and yeah - they were totally not listening anymore.
Chalk one up for Procrastinator Moms everywhere!
Anyways - it was not even close to as bad as I thought it would be. These shots were better. Or she handled them better because she was older? I don't know.
It's over - and that's all that matters.
And for the record - she's continuing to hold steady in the 25th percentile range: height 31.5 inches and weight 24 lbs.
My tiny little bugaloo...