Yesterday was my 12 month check-up (because we were away for my actual birthday) and it was my *least* favorite visit to Dr. Andy. It seems there are a few downsides to this turning-one-thing.
I’m not a baby anymore, which means a few things:
- No more binky. Mommy doesn’t want me headed off to kindergarten with a pacifier hanging out of my mouth, and she already feels like she’s let it go too far… but I get cranky without my bink! Right now our compromise is that I get the binky for sleepytimes (including naps) and in the car, but those days are numbered. Does anyone have any suggestions for making the process less painful?
- Apparently, no more bottle. Dr. Andy said I should only be drinking out of my straw cups or sippy cups. Really? That seems a little harsh. I’m only a year old! I drink from my big kid cups during the day, but I like my bedtime bottle and snuggle. Don’t tell on us, but Mommy’s inclined to keep that cuddle time for at least a little while longer.
- No more formula. That *would* be a big HURRAY! – but I haven’t grown as much as the little lines on Dr. Andy’s paper say I should have. Yesterday, I weighed in at 18 lbs., 11.5 oz, and measured 28.74 in tall. That’s the 1st and 17th percentiles, respectively, according to the CDC, or 12th and 11th according to the WHO. (Mommy is liking the WHO *way* more than the CDC right now.) Here’s the thing, though: if YOU were *constantly* on the move for approximately 15 hours a day, you’d be burning loads of calories, too! I eat all. the. time. Seriously. So, while we were starting to get ready to transition to whole milk (which I tried once and promptly spit out), Dr. Andy said I should try Pediasure for a while instead. Sigh. First of all, this stuff must be made of crushed gemstones and unicorn tears because it is TWICE the price of formula, which in itself is 6 times the cost of milk. So let’s just rephrase that: this magic elixir that I’m supposed to drink now is TWELVE TIMES as expensive as milk. Basically, I can either pay for college or gain a few pounds. Also? I’m not always too wild about new flavors – and there’s no way Mommy was going to risk me wasting a whole 8 ounce bottle of this stuff, so for now she’s making a potion of formula, milk, and Pediasure together. We’ll gradually phase out the formula – and hopefully the Pedisure, too – I’m trying to save for Harvard.