I jinxed myself. I always do it.
Thursday was the girls 15 month appointment with the pediatrician and I was dreading it. Every appointment seems to bring bad news or more issues or more things to worry about. We have very nice doctors, all of them (and some days it feels like we have hundreds), and I'm sure they're all wonderful people but honestly, sometimes, I feel like.... well, I don't like them all that much. And I could live without ever seeing any of them again (except maybe Katie's heart doctor.... ).
The 15 month appointment went... GREAT.
The girls are doing awesome!
Charlotte is 26lbs 1oz and 31 1/2 inches tall. Katie is the same height and 26lbs 8.5oz (so little LaLa is catching up!)
They are right on target for basically everything - I could honestly answer YES to every question the doctor asked about the girls abilities (Can they drink from a cup, try to use utensils, do they climb on things, point to things, respond to verbal commands, etc etc.) The one thing I think they may be a little behind in is verbal skills, they do have very few words (4 or 5). But the doctor wasn't concerned and it seems very normal for preemies/multiples to take a little longer with talking.
Everyone was healthy and wonderful and they did get two vaccines (the Varicella and DTaP) so I was prepared that there might be a rough 24 hours or so ahead.
I went home and thought we have been really lucky so far this winter in the sickness department. I was even thinking how I would write here how healthy everyone is....aside from the dreaded TYPHOID STOMACH FLU that it seems like entire world got, the girls haven't had so much as a sniffle (ok, maybe a sniffle but that's it.) I felt a little cocky even... my kids, they're healthy as horses.
STUPID. so stupid.
Yesterday Katie started coughing this strange cough. And seemed sort of warm. Fever - 100.2. Uh oh. Maybe it's just from the vaccine.....
This morning she woke up with 102 degree fever and a truly crappy cough. Poor baby. She's definitely sick, and LaLa I think is not far behind. She has no symptoms yet other than unbearable CRABBINESS (she threw an honest to God full blown tantrum today because I wouldn't let her have the ear thermometer.... complete with kicking legs and flailing arms.)
I know, it could be worse. But every mom out there knows, having a sick kid, whether it's a little sick or really sick (and I've had both) is just about the worst feeling in the world.
And the real irony is, I'd bet money they caught it at their WELL BABY VISIT at the Pediatrician. Next visit, we're wearing masks!
Everyone wants to lay on the Backyardigans couch when they don't feel well....