Eleanor turned 18 months old on Sunday. She’s a whole year and a half old now!
Monday afternoon Eleanor had her 18 month doctor’s visit. She is now 22 lbs 4 oz which is only the 15th percentile for her age and she is 34 inches tall which is the 97th percentile. This means that she weighs less than most kids her age, but is much taller than any kid her age.
Her height is actually the average height of a 2 year old! I think it’s becoming clear that she will either be a model or a basketball player, or maybe just a really tall and thin architect. Besides that she only got one shot. She is such a tough guy that she didn’t cry, she didn’t even flinch. She just looked at nurse like “That’s all you got?” and that was it.
At least that was it until about an hour after we got home when she started complaining about a sore arm. Soon the complaints turned to tears. I gave her some Tylenol and that seemed to help for a while, but just as I was getting dinner finished she broke down in tears again.
She wouldn’t eat or drink. She just wanted to sit in my lap and cry. It was too soon after she had the Tylenol to give her another dose, so all I could do was hold her and let her cry and try to calm her down. Josh thought to put her Curious George DVD on the tv and that worked like magic. She calmed down and had a few noodles and some juice. Meanwhile Josh had to feed me my dinner since Eleanor wouldn’t let me move to free a hand to feed myself.
After sitting like that for an hour or so it was bedtime so we got up and got her ready for bed. We gave her another dose of Tylenol and managed to get her into her pajamas with as little tears as was possible. She didn’t want to sit through any bedtime stories however. She did allow us to sing a number of songs to her over and over again. Her new favorite is Happy Birthday, she especially loves it when we sing it to Daddy. After some singing we had to leave her crying to fall asleep.
Unfortunately, the story doesn’t end there. She cried and cried and cried and cried. After about 45 minutes of crying, much longer than we would usually let her cry, we went and got her back up hoping that she would tire out after awhile and be ready for bed. It’s now a little after 10:30pm as I write this and we are all up watching Seinfeld reruns and although she doesn’t seem to be in pain, she also doesn’t seem to be ready to fall asleep. We’ll see. I think we’ll give her another 15 minutes and give bedtime another try. I just hope we aren’t up all night.
I am of course expecting the usual couple days of crankiness and fever that follows any vaccination.