We did it! We survived our 3-year-old Doctor’s appointment!
I was a little unsure how it would go… after the morning we had.
You know one of those mornings where everyone is throwing tantrums at the same time? And if you hear one more whine or scream, you just might lose it? And you have to go into the bathroom for just one minute of silence? That’s when someone climbs on the furniture and breaks a lamp. Yeah. It was one of those.
Luckily, both my Mom and Dad came over. My Dad came to pick up my oldest for a play date. One of the preschool moms arranged for all the kids to meet at the park, which was awesome. Even though it’s only been less than a week, I think he was missing his buddies.
My Mom came to help me take the twins to the Doctor. I really applaud all you twin moms who do it alone. It’s quite the challenge going anywhere with my two.
Anyways, we actually got to the Doctor early. So, I ran in to see if they were running on time, and there were still three people ahead of us. Instead of hanging in the waiting room, we strolled the twins around outside. Their favorite thing lately is taking walks near busy streets so they can watch the cars. Always in a stroller of course or all my hair would be gray.
We then went back in, and only had to wait a few minutes before they called us back. They each got to stand on the “big kid” scale and got measured against the wall. My big guy weighs 33 lbs and is 36 inches tall. My little guy is 28 lbs and 34 inches tall. Now, you can see how they got the nick names. My big guy made it on the regular chart at 50% for weight, and my little guy just barely made it for weight, in the .5th percentile. This is actually the biggest weight difference they’ve had yet. Darn TTTS and SIUGR for making my Identical twins look Non-Identical.
Other than them being small, the doctor gave us the biggest complement I could ask for. She said that no one would be able to tell they were preemies. I, of course, think being a Preemie is something to be proud of, but I am so happy that they don’t have any other challenges facing them right now from being born so small and so sick. She said their speech sounds good (which I was worried about,) and they seem to be hitting all the appropriate milestones. Woo Hoo!
She also eased by mind by telling me how stubborn 3-year-olds are. Seriously, my twins have one-tracked minds when it comes to something they want. I wasn’t sure if this was “typical” behavior or not, so I’m glad it is.
Plus, no shots at this visit, so everyone was in a good mood. We headed to meet my oldest at the park, and with three of us watching them, they ran and ran and ran.
Now, if only all that playing would exhaust them for a good nap. Yeah right.