It wasn't until after Noah saw the pediatrician the day after his birthday that it hit me that he's growing up. After his visit I asked the receptionist when I needed to book his next well baby appointment...18months or at 2 years? And she said...well, hopefully we will never see you again! :) Well, it was at that moment I realized I wasn't holding a baby who needed to see pediatricians anymore! And that afternoon I fed him his new formula...which is called "growing up milk" and has a picture of an older kid playing with some blocks on it, which replaced the cute birdies in baby blue on his old formula tin. *sigh*
I love love love our pediatrician, and apparently so does Noah. Dr. Roos actually takes time to talk to you and would often make Noah smile or giggle during the appointment. Dr. Roos said I must be grateful for Noah cause he was so happy during the examination. He said most 1 year olds are screaming and clambering to get down and walk around! But he gave me some medication to calm Noah for the flight to LA so that hopefully he'll sleep most of the way....28 hours of flying with a baby who wants to crawl/cruise. Yikes. Less than a month and we'll be on the plane! For the grannies....Noah weighs around 24lbs and is 29inches long. :) We are so thankful to the Lord for our healthy guy!