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Mom had a really fun day on Friday taking both kids for their checkups (Zay's 18-month and Eliza's 2-month).  I figured it would be rough, but what I hadn't counted on was Zay remembering getting shots.  As soon as the nurse came in (it's the same one every time) he started screaming.  It was pretty much a disaster.  He wouldn't sit down on the scale to get weighed, he just stood there in his nakedness crying and doing the sign for "all done."  Then I diapered him and she and I held him down for measurements, which apparently in Isaiah's head are fatal.  I put him down and he continued to cry all through Eliza's measurements, but luckily she didn't cry too!

After the nurse left (she comes back at the end to do shots) I sat down to nurse Eliza.  Zay took this as an invitation to empty the contents of my purse throughout the room.  After that he took the doctor's chair (on wheels) and pushed that around for a while.  Then the doctor came in.  Wait.  Then the doctor TRIED to come in...Zay had left the chair behind the door, wedged between the door & Eliza's car seat, which were both pushed against the wall.  So I hollered at her to just push harder and eventually she made it in and there we were, both kids in just diaper, credit cards & chapsticks all over the floor, and instead of  a panicked look on my face she saw just my normal "I've given up" look.  Fortunately she's nice.

Anyway, after Eliza ate half a feeding I had to hold Isaiah down for his exam.  He refused to go on the exam table even with me up there with him, so instead she did his exam on my lap.  He wanted nothing to do with any of it.  She went as quick as she could while we chatted about how he won't eat anything that looks like a fruit or vegetable but is always eager to eat dirt.

Next was Eliza's turn and she did fine.  When I came home Jerel asked what the doctor had said about the holes in her heart and if she still heard the murmur that was there before.  Ooops.  Forgot to ask about that...how do you forget to ask about holes in your own kid's heart?  I don't know.  Try taking two screamers to the doctor and see how on top of things you feel...(did I mention between them they had FIVE stinky diapers at the appointment alone! I was barely keeping up!)  Eliza hasn't gained as much weight as they'd like, but she doing okay.  Actually she said from her birthweight her weight gain isn't good, but since she lost quite a bit right after birth, her weight gain from that point is good.  She's 9lbs 14 oz (Zay was that much at his two WEEK appointment and over 12 pounds by 2 months, so we're still adjusting to having a small one.  She's around 25th percentile for all her measurements.)

Anyway, they are both healthy and (now that we're not there anymore) happy.  Both got shots and both screamed.  I promised Zay a treat for getting shots so we went to Krispy Kreme on the way home.  He ate like 1/4 of one sprinkle from his donut.  Luckily he's done with shots until he's 4 (except for flu shots).

Jerel is very worried because Isaiah is so short.  He reported recently that Isaiah is the shortest kid in the whole nursery class.  The whole class of like 5 kids, among whom Isaiah is absolutely the youngest...Zay is still in the 65th percentile for height, so I'm not worried, but Jerel thinks back on the glory days when Zay was in the 93rd percentile and gets sad about the 65th.  Plus I think he extrapolates the downward trend and forsees the 1st percentile fast approaching.  Paranoid?  Yes.  But it's kind of endearing.