Yesterday was Harper's 6 month checkup. I always feel so bad taking her, because I feel like I'm tricking her. She is so happy and thinks everything is fine and then bam 3 needles in her legs! It is just so sad to see her cry like that, especially since it's so rare for her! She is growing beautifully, still in the 90th percentile for her height, and just below 50th for weight (for a baby her height). The pediatrician said that by the next appointment (9 month) she'll be crawling and standing up!
Not only was Harper traumatized by the doctor yesterday, but when we got home she took a pretty bad fall! She was on her knees with her hands supporting her on the chest we use as a coffee table and her hands slipped out. She hit her lip and it bled and swelled a little bit. Again, I felt awful because I saw what she was doing and thought she was ok. She cried for a few minutes and then was fine. I guess moms have to learn as they go. After such a big day she slept from about 9pm to 7am...I guess all that crying wore her out!
Every day she's getting closer to crawling...the pediatrician said "you have your house baby-proofed right?" Yeah right! I'd better get on that!
