Last Thursday I turned four months old!
At my four month doctor's appointment some good things and some terrible things occurred.
The good:
I have climbed to the 4th percentile in weight (holla!) hitting the scale at 11 lbs 2.6 oz.
The terrible:
I got FIVE shots. In my legs. There was blood. There were tears (baby). More tears (Mommy). Did I mention the blood? Mommy went into the hall and Daddy held me while Dr. Josh stuck me with needles. I like the guy, but he needs to cool it with the sharp things. (NOTE: I chose not to share a photo of my legs with the band aids, as it may have been too much for some readers.)
The interesting:
My head is in the 73rd percentile. I guess that means I have a big brain.
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