My daughter had her 2 year check-up today with her pediatrician. She held my hand as we walked into the office, and I smiled a little when she let go and ventured into the toy section of the waiting area. It makes me happy when she displays acts of independence. I sat down, filling out a form and let out a little laugh as she piled all of “her” books in the chair next to me, sat on the floor and read You Are My Sunshine as we waited. She doesn’t quite have the sharing concept down quite yet, even though the only other kid in sight was a 6 month old. Those books are still hers. 🙂
The appointment itself went well and I was impressed with how she handled herself. She let Kathy take her measurements, looking up at me and asking for my hand whenever she got nervous. When the doctor came in, she sat in my lap, asked for my hand and obligingly followed all of his instructions. She didn’t slap him this time! YAY!
Her shots were saved for last….and I found myself nervous as we laid her down on the table. She sensed something different this time. But again, she just asked me to hold her hands, looked up at me with all the trust in the world, then waited. She felt the first sting, and as the second one came, I saw the quiver come to her bottom lip.
Then it was done. And she was just on the verge of tears when she got her bandage. Then all was well in the world again.
I have to admit…I got teary-eyed. Her wellness checks are done. She now only goes to see her doctor on an annual basis. It almost feels like it’s an end of an era. My little girl is 2 and amazingly grown up. I love seeing her be brave, secure in the knowledge that she’s got her mommy nearby. And as she picked out a toy from the toy chest (she chose a flashlight) and walked away with a stack of new stickers, I wiped away a couple tears. Each milestone breaks and warms my heart at the same time. She’s growing up so fast.