One big boy and one proud mama!

Jak Albert was born on March 4, 2007.  He weighed 5lbs. 9oz. and was 19 inches long.  He was about the 3rd percentile for weight and about the 3rd percentile in height.  Today, at his FOUR year checkup he weighed in at 37lbs. and was 42 inches tall!  He is in the 97th percentile in height and 65th percentile in weight!  He sure has come a long way!

I couldn't have been more proud of him today!  Jak is a routine guy.  He needs
to know what to expect, so we talk about what will happen before we go anywhere!  He loves this, as he loves being told stories.  We talk about what he did at appointments when he was younger and what to expect at his next one.  We went through the routine last year, however, and it failed us.  He refused to get weighed, measured, and threw a fit when it was time for Dr. Miller to examine him...so I was still a little nervous about today's visit.  BUT, he was a CHAMP!  When he got called back, he stopped playing immediately, walked right over to get weighed on his own, got measured, got his BLOOD PRESSURE taken (he thought this was SUPER cool!), and got his temperature taken.  No problem!  He was calm and relaxed and even talked to Nurse Erica! He did equally well when Dr. Miller came in for the exam!  Hooray!  Now, Jak still had to get his Chickenpox vaccine.  I opted not to have him get it at his 12-18 month checkup.  He was getting so many and it was one that I knew wasn't necessary until he gets in to kindergarten.  It was an easy one for me to wait on.  So, he got it today and will get another dose in 6 months.  He shocked me today...HE DIDN'T EVEN CRY!!!!!!!  He laid down on the table held my hands and got a little red in the face, but not one single tear or cry!  I couldn't believe it!  What a CHAMP!!!!  I was SO proud of him!  Now, I pray that he won't have any reactions to the vaccine and will do just as well in 6 months!

We had a great checkup!  He's healthy, happy, and too smart for his own good, sometimes! :)  Since he was such a good boy, we got to go to Dairy Queen for lunch.  He told me all he wanted for his lunch was a "treat."  So he ordered a blizzard...but by the way he was acting (he must have been too good at the doctor's office to continue to be good all day...) he needed more than ice cream.  He ate a whole cheeseburger and half of his blizzard!  That helped! It was a good stop! :)

I am so proud of him!