Cole had his 12 month doctor's visit on Friday. Oh it was horrible.....for me......and him. He got FIVE shots, a finger prick (to test his blood) and other torturous procedures. My little boy was so good but was in so much pain and terror. My heart shattered as I felt every muscle in his body tense up and watched his face full of fear scream out to me. Ok, so maybe I'm being just a tad bit dramatic but I seriously will not get over the look my son held in his eyes "Mama why are you letting these people hurt me?" for a LONG time; if ever.
The short of it is:
He is a healthy young boy and is physically and developmentally progressing as he should. PRAISE GOD! He is 31 1/4 inches tall (95%), weighs 23 lbs. 4 oz. (50%) and his brain/head is growing at an average rate (50%, I can't remember the measurement).
The nurse said that the 12 month visit and the 4 year visit are the worst because there's so much to do at these times. I think I'll let Daddy take him when he's 4. :)
I didn't take any pictures of him on Friday because quite frankly I just wanted to forget it ever happened but here's a cute abstract picture I thought you may enjoy.
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