Bryar's 1 Year Appt.

 

Recently, Bryar and I went to his 1 year old well check up and shots. I had made my guesses for his weight and height but I was off by just a little.

 

Stats:

18 lbs

29 1/2 inches

 

 

 

I was worried about his Doctor not being happy with his size., but she was actually extremely pleased at all wonderfully he was progressing! He showed her all of his "tricks" and gave her a kiss, in which she thought was super sweet.

 

The entire time that her and I were having conversations about his challenges and accomplishments, he was smacking me in the face. Yea, perfect timing for my wild little Indian to show off. But it did make it a good time for me to tell her that we are working on our listening skills, which are practically nonexistent right now. ( I know it is to be expected at this age.)

 

She did tell me that she would like for him to continue on formula for the next 2-3 months to help with his calorie intake. I obviously was ready to be rid of the costly similiac but I will follow her advise and gradually decrease it in the time to come.

B still only has his bottom front teeth right now, but after an observation she told that I was indeed correct and his side "fang" teeth will be coming in next. With his slight red head and pale skin, baby Bryar will for sure look like a little vampire!

I did also talk to Dr. Simmons about the MMR shot before getting it. I had my concerns just as many other parents do, but after talking over the options as well as the pros/cons I made the decision to go ahead with it. I am not the typical delayed shots parenting style, but my concerns were greater this time do to all of the research that has come out in the years since Charli Beth. Altogether, Bryar received 4 shots that day! (insert huge sad face now) Of course he hates the shots, but most of all he hates being held down. It makes him more mad than anything else. He does have a bruise from one but hopefully it will heal quickly.

After he received his shots, I cuddled him for a few minutes then we quickly left to go have our own pity party for him. We celebrated being a big boy at no other than Dairy Queen for breakfast. I figured after that many shots, the little bud deserved a treat so biscuit, gravy and eggs it was! By the time, we left he was in a food coma and had a big nap until time for sister's school party!