Doctor, Daddy, and Dinner

MY. LITTLE. GIRL. IS. ALMOST. 16. MONTHS??!!

That's been my thought these last few weeks, but it's gotten louder as the days have grown closer to the 11th (which is when her monthly birthday is).

Today was Kaleigh's 15 month appointment. Can you tell that I've been avoiding it? The girl is almost 16 months and I finally called in on Monday to make the appointment. I hate her appointments. I get anxiety the night before, and dread going in because she's going to get shots and cry. I hate when my little Bug cries. Sometimes I think it's harder on me than it is on her. Brian used to come with me until she turned 1, then he said I was on my own. Damn him.

So my kiddo is 32 5/8" long and weighed 26.6 lbs. HOLY NUTS. She grew over an inch in 3 months. She was 31.5" at her 1 year (which also was almost a month behind. Do you see a pattern here?)

She got her Vericella vaccine for Chicken Pox and the flu shot, which I was on the fence about, but decided to do. Brian and I also need to go get ours this weekend. When the nurse brought her shots in, she saw them and started crying right away. This means she's now old enough to remember and know the pain is coming, which made me super sad. She cried when they finally gave her the shots, and of course, had gone #2 in her diaper right before (literally scared the sh*t out of her, I guess), so she was double pissed from being poked and then having her diaper changed right after. Poor girl. I held her after and she calmed down. I decided to stay until she was ok because I didn't want to leave the doctor's office on a bad vibe. I don't want her to be "that kid" who screams at the mention of the doctor or when you walk in the door. So I held her and waited. When I asked if she was ok and she responded with a nod of her head and a sniffly "yeah," we walked out to find the nurse. I explained to Kaleigh that the nurse wasn't going to do that everytime, and that she was a friend. Kaleigh was fine with this, and proceeded to blow her a few kisses which made my day. The nurse gave her a couple of stickers and all was good!

We then went for ice cream afterwards since she was such a good girl. I got a single scoop of vanilla and shared with my kiddo, and it was a lovely Mother/Daughter time, though we've been having plenty of that!

Lately I've been having to play single mom. My husband owns his own company and has been working 15 hour (at the minimum) days for going on 2 weeks straight. NO JOKE. Kaleigh and I have been bringing him homemade dinners or having a quick lunch together so that they can see eachother.

So, tonight, when my husband finally made it home at a decent hour, Kaleigh and I, of course, weren't there. We were watching her cousin, Jack, like we do every Thursday. When we got home and she saw Daddy, she was more excited than I've ever seen her. It was almost magical. The best part is that she got her first real baby doll from Grams (my mom), complete with a change of clothes, a diaper, a bottle, a sippy cup, and her own bowl/silverware. Guess what Kaleigh and Daddy did while Mommy made dinner?! The greatest thing about this was that Brian was geniuinely excited to be playing with her, even if it meant dressing her Baby up in pink and making it "goo goo" and "ga ga" as he fed her from her little plastic bottle.

I loved having a family dinner at home again. Even though I hate where I live, it's times like these that makes me realize what's truly important, and it reminds me of how truly blessed I am.