The 2-year check-up

Along with the fun and festivities of turning 2 comes another dreaded component.

THE DOCTOR'S CHECK-UP (insert dramatic da-da-daaaaaa here, please).

Yes, today was our day to visit the doctor. I really like our pediatrician, as she is sweet with Bear Cub and tries so hard to make him feel comfortable there. I also like her because she too has a son adopted from Russia, so I feel a sort of special connection there. But regardless of all this, poor Bear Cub just does NOT like to go. I don't know what kind of doctoring experiences he had while in Russia, but I'm guessing they were not of the warm and fuzzy kind. So maybe he harbors some memories in the back of his mind about that. He is a brave little guy though and despite all of his tears, the screams (yes, they are indeed screams), and the muscling away from the nurses and doctor, he does leave with a sticker and a smile, as he knows we are on our way home once again.

His check-up went just fine. He weighs a whopping 25 pounds and is 32 inches tall. He is still small when you look at the growth charts for his age, but he is proportionate and continues to grow, so all is well there. The doctor seemed pretty impressed by his talking and thought that he was very well-mannered when he kept crying and saying, "No thanks!" as he tried to push her away from listening to his chest and back. Oh my...it is a pitiful thing for me to witness. To top it all off, he had to get some shots too. But with these shots, he is now all caught up with his vaccine schedule and won't need ANY more until he's four. Yippeee for that!! Ok -- he will need the flu shot come Fall, but as far as the other vaccinations, he's done. I am SO thankful for that. It will be nice to have a check-up in the future that doesn't involve needles.

No pictures from today, of course. But I will leave you with one from our trip to Indiana. Regardless of all of his tears and struggles today, I am as always, so very proud of him and think that he is one brave little boy. He is fast asleep now and will be ready to hit the pool again this afternoon. That's what he wanted as we were leaving the doctor's office. And you know what? Today this little Bear Cub of ours gets to do what HE wants. He deserves it...big time! :)