2 Month Check-Up

Josette had her two month check-up today. She is weighing in at 12 lbs 2 oz and 23 1/2 inches tall, falling into the 75th percentile for both categories. She was given a thorough exam and deemed perfect in every way! Great news all around.

We also just follow the CDC vaccination recommendations which includes 3 shots and an oral vaccination at 2 months. Oh, it was terrible. Poor little thing. She arrived at the office already distraught and overtired (more on that later) and the shots just sent her into a horrible crying/screaming bout. I remember with Finn, he would cry, but the minute you began nursing him, he would be just fine. I tried nursing Josette while they administered the shots and she just wasn't comforted by it at all. It took me a good 15 minutes to get her to a calm place. I have never been one to cry during these things, but tears were definitely in my eyes.

In fact, the whole experience from leaving the house this morning to getting to the appointment to even leaving the appointment was terrible. I am completely ill-equiped to handle two children on my own in public (heck, even in private, I seriously question my abilities). First off, the car ride sucked as they tend to do these days. Josette just really hates the car. She cried off and on the whole way. I pulled over twice to try to help, but nothing works. This puts me and Finn on edge. I get so stressed just thinking of the stress she is going through. So, when we got to the appointment we were all operating on fried nerves. Still, we had 5 minutes to spare. Unfortunately, we we got there, the line for registration was the longest it has ever been. There we are lot of people with little children and babies, so I was hoping Finn would stay a bit entertained and hang in line with me. I had Josette in a wrap because I had to get her out of her car seat right away. Finn lasted for two minutes before he was starting to wander out of line. I would gently try to coax him back, but he would venture further and further, finally sprinting down the hall. Of course, I have to leave the line to get him back. I try every tactic I can think of to get him to repeatedly join me back in line. Finally, we are next and already 10 minutes late for the appointment, when he bolts again. I have to leave everything and go running after him. He thinks this game is hilarious and I am about to lose it. So, I get him to go back and I rush up to the available receptionist who gives me a really dirty look as if I am cutting in line. I tell her, I have been in line and it is my turn, but my child just bolted. She looks at me like I am the scum of the earth. All the while, Finn is trying to wiggle out of my grasp and I am bouncing around like a kangaroo trying to keep Josette from losing it and juggling the diaper bag and trying to get the receptionist our insurance card. Halfway through the woman checking us in, Finn makes a break out the double doors as some othe people are leaving. I run after him and scoop him up with one arm (with Josette on my chest) and pull him back into the reception, all the while 20 people are now looking at me like I should be awarded worst mom of the year. Finally, angry receptionist gives us the stuff we need to go back to the waiting area and I am crazy flustered before we even get into the appointment. During the appointment, Finn makes a break out of the exam room no less than 3 times. Thank goodness our nurse practioner is kind and understanding and she took care of Finn while Josette was getting her shots. After I finally got her calm, I was able to wrap her and start to leave, but Finn again tries to escape while I am setting up the next appointment. On the bright side Josette slept through the car ride until we were just 5 minutes from home and Finn fell asleep before she started crying, so he got a nap in too. I was able to at least drive with some quiet time and brood over the whole experience. Never again....until next time.