This week I took Sebastian for his one year check-up. It is always interesting to go with five children to the doctor. Thankfully we usually don’t have to wait long. This trip was even more interesting since Gabriel has considerately potty trained himself. We are still in those early days though when I can’t tell if the words, “I need to go pee” mean “I need to go now,” or “I want to see what the bathroom looks like in this place.” New bathrooms are always a difficult thing since the novelty of a different toilet paper holder or different seat or different kind of flusher are very distracting from the task at hand. But back to the subject.
Overall it was a good report. Sebastian is following the family trait of sitting at the bottom of the growth curve. He is staying in the 25th percentile for height and head circumference but has now fallen completely off the curve for his weight, gaining only a pound or so in the three months since his last visit. So of course we received the well known instructions to add oil to all his food. He is behind in speech and gross motor skills which we already knew, but came out at the top of the scale in fine motor skills.
Sebastian didn’t think much of his visit to the doctor. A resident came in first and Sebastian upon seeing him burst into heartfelt wails. He did take a slight interest in the stethoscope and quieted down some. He then laid like a limp rag in my lap and would not acknowledge the resident’s presence with any smile or movement. He did slightly better for the doctor, though still obviously thought very little of the situation. The three shots at end the visit hurt his feelings as well as his legs tremendously and he was still snubbing from his cries as we left the office. The older boys however were delighted that they were rewarded for their presence with stickers.