Another birthday means another visit to the pediatrician's office. What a fun way to start the week, taking three boys to the doctor's office across town so that one of them could get his annual well visit and shots!
Connor received one of the best compliments ever today, and one that was extremely well deserved. Though shy and quiet through most of the visit, and requiring a bit of prodding from Mommy early on to step on the scales and be measured - 43 inches, 43 lbs., which seems quite impossible by the way. Then he had fun peeing into a cup (I was impressed at this point, because we'd never done this with him, but it gets better). There was the general exam, and the finger prick, and the other chart type stuff. And then came the dreaded shots. Four all at once, one given in each arm simultaneously in two rapid successions. It was over in less than five seconds.
I warned him it would hurt a little, but that he would feel better soon. He didn't flinch or cry at all. He sat willingly in my arms, with no need for the wrangling that is usually required with his little brothers. He actually was more unhappy with the band-aids than anything, wanting them to come right off. I convinced him to wait until we got home. Last but not least was the flu mist that was sprayed up his nose, twice - one for each side. That sounds the least pleasant to me, but he did great.
And therein lies the compliment. His pediatrician and his nurse were so impressed with how he handled the whole day (while his two brothers alternately screamed and tried to escape the exam room). They said he was better than anyone they'd ever seen at his age, and even better than most who were much older. He was complete calm in the chaos and didn't seem to mind anything.
He, of course, really loved the suckers at the end, and the treasure box of toys (a new addition since we last visited). He brought home two police trucks as his prize (kind of like Hot Wheels, though plastic). Two of everything, since he did such an amazing job and it seemed like everything we were doing to him today was a double-dose.
My big, brave boy. He's growing up oh-so-fast these days . . .
