While it is fun to go to the doctor to see how much Oliver weighs and how tall he is, it is so hard to see him get all those shots! I know it is to protect him from much worse pain, but it is still hard...He gets 3 shots in the leg and he is always so surprised. After all, he is just sitting there laughing at the nurse and then she stabs him in the leg! Poor thing. Well, we went today and the fun part is that he weighs 18lbs exactly (60th percentile) and he is 27 inches long (71st percentile) and his head is 44.4 cm around (68th percentile). So he is right on track and in fact quite enourmous if we go by his gestational age...
But then he got the shots and he screamed bloody murder for about a minute until I could nurse him. Then after a few minutes, he was smiling at the very nurse who gave him the shots! And he stayed cute and smiley all afternoon. He really is a very happy and sweet boy, nothing seems to rattle him too much. It is so hard to be stressed or worried about anything when you are around this kid. Just look at him!