…and today at her two year check-up, I was given more proof.
Height: 35″ (75th percentile – eh, she’s slipped a little there)
Weight: at least 32 lbs – she refused to hold still on the scale (95th percentile)
Head circumference: 20.75″ (even further off the charts than before – somewhere around 135th percentile, if there was such a thing)
So it would appear Cordy is continuing along her growth curve just fine. Oh sure, she has a head circumference larger than some adults (adult hats fit her), but the doctor said since she’s always been near or past the top of the charts, she’s not worried. We’re hoping her height will make a rally once more to catch up to her weight, otherwise she may not get as many stroller rides in the future as we encourage her to be more active.
We had a new doctor today. This is the third we’ve had in two years. The first quit the practice after her daughter fell seriously ill, and she needed to quit to help her recuperate. The second was OK, but I really thought he had no personality with children. He was a decent doctor, but a lousy pediatrician. He never took the time to warm up to Cordy, but would instead come right at her and examine her, and I think it was because of him that she is so terrified of the doctor’s office.
Today started out much the same as the other visits. She was happy in the waiting room, and didn’t complain as we walked to an exam room. Once we stepped foot in the exam room, however, the memories came flooding back to her, the tears started to flow, and the screaming began.
After the nurse left the room, Cordy calmed down a little, like normal. Then her new doctor came in – Dr. Luci. I was stunned by how young the new doctor was – she looked like she had graduated from med school…oh…yesterday. The whimpering and crying began again as Cordy buried her head in my chest.
But this doctor quietly sat down away from her and began talking with us about Cordy’s habits. Every now and then, Cordy would peek up, and Dr. Luci would give her a quick smile, then go back to talking to us. Slowly, ever so slowly, Cordy started to warm up to her doctor. Dr. Luci even offered Cordy a tongue depressor to play with to help her feel more comfortable.
Eventually Cordy was calmer and even smiled at the doctor a few times. When it came time for the exam, she still struggled and cried and fought (Dr. Luci even commented on how strong our giant child is), but after it was over, Cordy calmed down again and even tried to talk to the doctor. This, to me, was huge progress, and Dr. Luci handled herself wonderfully. This is how a doctor should handle young children.
Luckily, no shots were needed today. On the way out, Dr. Luci handed Cordelia Dora and Boots stickers, and she loved them. By the time we were checking out, Cordy was back to her normal self, even telling the receptionist “fanks!” as she handed us our receipt.
good that you guys have found a doctor that you both like – so hard, and so important.
bee is the opposite on the charts – she’s really little, and we had to take her to a specialist at 6 months to check out her small head. everything is fine of course, but i’ve learned not to pay too much attention to the charts.
My little one used to scream blue murder when ever we went to the doc’s office. Probably because we spent so much time there.
But Bug never warmed up to our pediatrician. However, my elder children worship the ground he walks on. And, me, well, I’d marry him in a heartbeat if I didn’t love Boo so much.
Having a pediatrician who can relate to your kids and you is so important. Because oneday, you may rely on that doctor.
My older son, too wear adult-size hats – he has a baseball cap that he wears all the time that fits my head! Yes, I had a vaginal birth (insert gasp here). Both my kids are big guys – so at this point, it’s like, charts, shmarts.
Cordy lucked out! Dawson had to have another immunization. Apparently the Gov’t is recommending children get the Hep. A vaccine (not just Hep. B). So he had one at his 2 year check-up and has to have the second half of it at his 2 1/2 year check up.
Poor child of mine cried forever after the nurse tried to kill him with her needle.
Glad to hear Cordy is growing like a weed! I wish Dawson would catch up. He’s only in the 25th percentile in everything. His pants are still too big….-sigh-
Big b-day party today? Or tomorrow? I can’t remember!
Sounds wonderful. Where I live, you count yourself lucky to even HAVE a family doctor (much less a pediatrician), and ours is kind of sweet, though his idea of bedside manner (as I posted recently) is to adopt a fake Mexican accent and ask, “What’s happenEENG?”
Our pediatrician was fabulous and Lizzy loved her, but she still screamed bloody murder during the exams. Until she was 4.
This? This is the kind of doctor I want to work for!
While I was on pediatric rotation, a flock of interns following the attending invaded the room of one of my patients. The kid was on the floor playing with little plastic figures, while I had been answering a question for his mom. When I glanced over, two out of the maybe 10 doctors to be had crouched down on the floor and started playing with the kid, who was answering their questions no problem. I think I can safely say, those two will do just fine.
Good doctors make a world of difference!
Becca is off the charts for height!
We lucked into our pediatrician. Aveline loves him. And so do I. He gets on the floor with her, talks directly to her and makes us feel like we are the best parents with the smartest baby in the entire world. He always takes time to answer our questions and relate to our concerns. During Scarlett’s first visit, I was excited to see Dr. H again, but was disappointed when he was out sick with his daughter. I can’t wait until our next visit in October.
Good job Cordy on the measurements. I know some people who live and die by the percentiles and it drives me crazy. If she is healthy and happy, pat yourself on the back. I understand about the head size, Aveline has always been large in the noggin. We had tons of adorable bonnets for her when she was born, but used none as they were all too small.