Owen had his two month check-up last week, and Eli tagged along to get his flu shot. When Rachel called me as I was walking in to the doctors office and heard the panic in my voice when I told her I was alone, with both boys, and they were both getting shots, and the morning wasn't the smoothest thus far, she came running over to give me some reinforcement. Thank goodness she did. It was one of those days. Not to mention that we had to wait about 45 minutes for their shots in a 7x7 room with nothing to play with besides tongue depressors and the door knob that made a funny sound when it was jiggled.
Eli was a champ. He watched as the nurse cleaned his leg, and stuck him with the needle despite me acting like a fool with Larry dancing in front of him trying to get his mind off of the needle that was about to be planted into his thigh. But he watched, jumped just a little when it when in, and that was it. No tears! He grabbed his stickers with much delight and was off to play. I don't take shots that well, and I'm 30! It doesn't help that the boys go to the same pediatrican office that I went to growing up and I still have anxiety just walking in there ( I wasn't the best patient). It has the same smell, same pictures on the wall and get this, even some of the same toys in the waiting room! I remember so well because I went there until I was in college! Yep, even took my college roommate, Natalie there for an appointment when she wasn't feeling well. I should have gotten the hint that it was time to move on to a big girl doctor when the receptionist asked me who my child was.
Owen got the whole work-up at this appointment. His shots weren't quite as smooth, but after about 20 seconds, he was calm and zonked out for the remainder of the day.
Here are his stats:
14 pounds!!!!! (90%)
23 inches long (50-75%)
This boy is a little chunker! He is wearing the clothes Eli wore when he was around 5 months old! It certainly makes for some good cuddling and squishy cheeks to kiss.
He is one happy little babe.
We got a visit from one of my aunts last weekend, Aunt Marilyn, who lives in Dallas. It was so fun to see her and she got to spend some time with Owen, who buried himself in her arms and slept for three hours!
We also welcomed a new cousin into the family! Miles Stanley Lindauer was born on October 15th. Miles is the 10th great-grandchild on my paternal grandparents side. It seems that this family only produces boys....we are nine for ten! Only one girl out of the 10 great-grandchildren so far, what are the chances?
I just couldn't help posting these pictures! I love to see my dad with Eli. Lately he has been taking him out to the garage at my parents house and letting him look around. There is a lot of "boy stuff" in there- lawnmower, fishing poles and lures, tools....my dad just can not resist these boys! He always told me that if Pa were alive (my grandfather) he would give us anything we wanted....well, my dad is following in those footsteps for sure.