So he is just over 19 months... only a little late. Makes those milestones appear even more impressive!
We got there and Leif was thrilled to play with the new toys in the waiting room. He stacked boxes taller than himself while I sat there beaming. He said "bye bye" to each and every patient that was called back by the nurse. He was being his normal happy self.
Then it is his turn. We head through the double doors and he realizes this place is a little too familiar. He turns tail and runs back. I coaxed him down the hall with the promise of "snackies" (fruit chews). No real surprise that he didn't want his shirt off, nor his pants or shoes. So it was a battle while he screamed at the top of his lungs.
It took both the nurse and I holding him down to get head circumference, O2 levels (he had been wheezing), and his length. The scale was even more fun as he sat on it attempting to flail himself off the top. Even snackies didn't help.
We get back to the room and his mood was vastly different than the last few visits where I threatened Hans with his life if he didn't come with from now on (he had an excuse, stomach flu for the second time in 9 months). Leif sat on my lap, refusing to get down or smile to anyone. (Very uncharacteristic of him.)
So his stats...
Head - 47 cm
Weight - 26 lbs 3 oz (50th percentile)
Height - 33" (while squirming, 55th percentile)
He has gained only 10 oz in the last 7 months. The doctor did pause on this and note the deviation from the trend and we dwelled a little on his eating habits. He is obviously not starving, and he has also thinned out significantly. Leif is incredibly active as well. AB and I were both string beans growing up (what happened?). Anyways, probably nothing to worry about. I wouldn't be surprised if he is actually a little taller than 33". The squirming Leif was doing was pretty massive leading to a large error likely.
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