...I've got a bad case of lovin' you." Robert Palmer, anyone?
When you're pregnant, people mention that babies go to the doctor a lot. Which seems pretty obvious at the time, I mean, of course babies go to the doctor. A big questions that I got while pregnant was not how much maternity leave I was taking, but also how much sick leave had I saved up for the routine visits. But really, people were not kidding. I know that we're lucky, James is a pretty healthy little guy. Knock on wood, he's only really had 2 ear infections and 1 case of pink eye. But due to his preemie status, heart issues, our family history of muscular dystrophy, and a few hospital screw ups (I'm looking at you, University of Maryland Medical Center), I feel like we've been to the doctor a lot! Maybe I just feel that way because I too go to various specialists; this morning alone I scheduled my sleep study, a follow up with the ENT for after the sleep study, and James' yearly eye dilation. These three appointments are in August. September brings James' 15 month appointment and my 4 month check up with the endocrinologist. Coincidentally, during the writing of this blog, Adam called me to let me know he's got 3 more dentist appointments coming up.
Oh, and our dog, Mac, has to go get a shot next week too!