Monday, September 18, 2006

The Word Wizard

Donovan had his 18 month check-up today (I can't believe he's 18 months old) and it went pretty well. We, unfortunately, had to change pediatrician because our old doctor dropped my insurance company. The new doctor's office is nice, the staff and nurses are great. The doctor was different. It's not that I didn't like her or that I didn't think she was competent, it's that she didn't wear a white doctors coat. I don't know what it is, but that white coat really has an impact on me. It's probably conditioning, but I really like the white coat. I was skeptical about Donovan's 1st doctor and then came to absolutely love him, so I'm sure this one will work out too, it will just take a few visits for me to determine for sure.

Good news, Donovan is doing great! He got 3 shots, in the arm...not the leg this time, which I thought was a little weird since his arms have less meat. Our hopes of him becoming a basketball player have once again been shot down the toilet...Surprise surprise! He's a shorty, but everything is perfectly proportioned. I voiced my concerns about Donovan's language development and I pretty much have decided that I am over-reacting. His doctor is totally not concerned, either was his last doctor, and my mom has continuously told me that he is developing on target, in fact ahead of most 18 month olds she knows and boys talk less and later than girls do. I trust my mom over anyone on the development stuff, she majored in ECE and she's been the director of a daycare for a long time. My mom is just the baby lady. She knows her stuff and this is her purpose, her life, her passion. Even though every expert has told me to stop worrying, I can't seem to get it out of my mind. He's a smart boy and he is ahead of the developmental curve, I guess I was just expecting a word wizard.


Sarah said...

I can start following him around and talking for him if that would make you feel better. I cannot be held responsible for anything "he" says though.

Jeanette said...

We told you he was fine! I always promised to tell you the truth if there was anything wrong with any of your kids (stupid, ugly, etc.), but he's perfect.