I am one of those mother’s who is a 100% advocate for not comparing your child to your own children, or other people’s children. Yet, Dr. Appt. time comes around and I find myself looking through baby books to see how much the other kids weighed and what tricks they could do by the same age milestone. I dread getting the Dr.’s question when I’ll have to say that No, my child cannot do what you think he should be doing. Then I put the blame on myself that I should be doing more to make sure each of my kids is developing at the rate he should be.
I need to read more with Mikey, work on letters and numbers more with Riley, introduce Ty to all the words and sounds around him. More. I always find myself needing to do more. It’s not because I would even love them less for not meeting the milestones, I just want the best for them.
Ty had his 9 month appt. today, even though he’s been nine months for a couple of weeks. Look at that chunky monkey. He really is such a sweetheart. The Dr. didn’t want to give him back :). I got to tell him that Ty started crawling a few days ago (yeah, we’re constantly running here) and then had to admit that he still won’t sleep through the night. After everything I got to breathe a sigh of relief because the Dr. said he was just perfect and such a good boy. Good news.
Am I alone in my Dr. Appt anxiety?