I took Bubbalu to his well-child visit at his new pediatric clinic today. All is well and good.
I LUV going to Pediatric visits. I may be kinda nerdy that way. Or, maybe because I'm a nurse and like to chat with others in the medical field? Who knows.
I'm an information person. I like to know Bubbalu's growth percentages, weight gain, newly accurate acetaminophen dosaging and to have my finnicky questions answered.
I also see it as a way to validate how I'm doing as a mother. "Is my beloved offspring, the object of my continued attention and affection, thriving?"
I found it funny that they wrote directly on the growth graph: Father is 6'4".
He's just like his Papa.
Could it really be that I am THIS blessed?
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