Today, I visited the doctor. It isn't quite time for my six-month check up yet but I caught a cold from my pal at yoga (thanks to his mom for foolishly thinking that clear snot is somehow less contagious). This morning, I thought maybe I had an ear infection but I don't . . . just a bad cold. I am miserable and it is my goal to make everyone else miserable right now. At the doctor, I weighed in at 19lb, 8oz; I am just a few ounces shy of being Dr Cox's biggest/heaviest baby! At my appointment today, I discovered that I am sharp enough to associate the doctor's office with shots so I cried and cried until the end of my appointment when I realized that I was safe and then I smiled at everyone - especially the cuddly nurse who I adore. Sadly, I had to miss yoga today and I will have to miss swimming tomorrow since I do not want to pass my illness along to other babies. There is a special place in hell for parents who take their sick children into social settings.
As for being almost six months old: I have been practicing to sit up and I am quite good at it.
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