This morning was W’s 3 year old wellness exam. We are truly lucky that going to the doctor is not something we do often. We are also truly lucky to not be stressed about insurance for W.
I have prepared W for this morning for a few days now. He is very interested in “getting bigger” as he often hears, “sorry, you can do that when you get bigger.” I told him that today we were going to find out just how big he is.
{Also? Whenever he asks, “how do I get bigger?” I tell him SLEEP. heh.}
He was fantastic at the appointment – it was all a game for him with his favorite being the eye exam. (phew! That has not gone well for us in the past.)
The quick stats are:
• He is tall
• He is normal weight (but the doc wants us to switch to fat free milk instead of 2%)
Our health concerns at the moment are his allergies. The doctor remarked on his “blue circles” and “halo of blue” under and around his eyes and we talked about upping his allergy medicine. This is a known issue with W – it has been ever since his school sent us running to the doctor with a, “he could have pink eye!” alert. Turns out it wasn’t pink eye, but excessive draining from his eyes due to hay fever.
We went over the dose that W should take (have to base it on his size instead of his age) and see if the increase helps. If it doesn’t, something more aggressive will need to be prescribed.
The doctor asked W all kinds of questions: how old are you, who is that person sitting next to you, can you stand on one leg, where do you live… W eagerly answered the questions and seemed to enjoy being interviewed. The doctor commented on W’s articulation – she said they are happy if a stranger (in this case the Doctor who is not familiar with the child’s speech) is able to understand 75% of what a three year old says. She could understand everything W said.
His speech has improved a lot just within the last few weeks – and not just how he says things but WHAT he says. He has these complex thoughts about a million different things and I can not tell you how exciting it is to get to know him better just following his logic. His negotiation skills are insane. His questions blow my mind. It is awesome.
As we were driving to school after the appointment and I was telling W how proud I was for his behaviour at the doctor’s office, he said, “And now we go to the other doctor?”
I asked, “what doctor is that?” and he responded, “The baby doctor – the doctor that puts the baby seeds in Mama’s tummy.”
Ouch.
I explained that it would be a while until we could afford to do anything with the baby seeds again. He pouted a bit and then said, “oh man! Money!”
Exactly.
But I have to say that W is such a lovely and sweet and kind and thoughtful boy makes my whole life infinitely better. If I am never blessed with another child I will be ok. I will be sad, oh I will be hugely and probably forever sad, but I will be ok.
(and I just realized I forgot to update you guys – my beta is officially zero}
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What a perfectly fantastic little boy he is.
He is just such a nice boy. I love him.
I’m glad everything went well!
Oh man, money indeed.
Glad the visit went well and W is going to get big (so long as he sleeps of course – brilliant)
…off to stalk your blog for updates.
such a sweet boy. and yeah, oh man, money indeed.
J loved her 3y appt. all kinds of new check ups with hearing and eyes, and the big girl scale. fun! now if they would all just sleep better.
It is too much getting to know these little people, isn’t it??
Three children was always our number. We had a miscarriage the first go around. Daughter #1 was born at 28 weeks. Daughter #2 was born at 30 weeks. The doctor strongly encouraged us not to have that next baby that we talked about. Enough so that he swore if I got pregnant again he would start medicating himself. We took his advice and boy did that hurt. It stung for a few years every time a friend would announce that they were having baby #3 (or more). Now it’s okay. It still makes me a little sad sometimes (#2 is six now), but it’s okay. I’m realizing that 3 may very well have been too many for me anyway. And lots of things have fallen into place that could never have happened were there a third. All that to say that it sucks when that decision is made for you and it’s not the one you wanted, but then one day it’s okay enough. You have one fabulous and handsome little boy there.
Congrats on that Beta getting down to zero. I remember doing a little celebratory dance when that happened for me once. Love reading W stories! That kid is awesome. As is his mommy.
Oh Dresden, three to five is my absolute favorite age for kids. I can’t wait to have my own little one tagging along, blowing my mind on a daily basis with their creativity and insight. I’m so glad to hear you are enjoying these days.