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My Little - Ooops! - “Big” Girl
By KWiz | January 23, 2007
I think I’ve done pretty well not going overboard with worry when my 2 year, 8 month old daughter is not feeling well. Since she started daycare when she was 7 months old, she’s gotten colds, though their onset occurs less frequently. I now feel a bit more comfortable properly medicating her without calling the nurse’s line at the pediatrician’s office every time she gets a fever (which isn’t often at all). When she takes a spill, I try to laugh so she doesn’t get freaked out by my personal panic. But last week, after months of being free of the “peeds,” I had to make that call.
My daughter gets this cough many times when she has a cold or just a plain runny nose. She’s been getting this cough off and on since she was about 8 months old. After a couple of bouts with this terrible, thick, deep sounding cough, her pediatrician put her on a nebulizer with albuterol and pulmicort treatments. No, she has not been diagnosed with asthma - in fact, I had only been giving her treatments as needed, not on a predetermined schedule. It seems, nevertheless, this cough came back with a vengeance last week. She coughed so much at night, and sometimes the treatment wouldn’t work. It got so that one night, as we were praying, she said, “Pray for my cough.” My heart sunk. I made the appointment for her for the following Tuesday afternoon, trying to monitor her and give her the treatments she needed at home. The symptoms did subside, but I kept the appointment.
That appointment was today. This is a new pediatrician we’re going to, recommended by the dear and wonderful director of the daycare my daughter attends. This doctor was fabulous! And she’s much closer to where my daughter goes to school and to where I teach. I was pleased I made the switch.
The appointment went well. The doctor prescribed her one more medication; I feel fine about that right now. But (not really a but, but it’s there for effect, I guess) this appointment confirmed my very strong suspicions that…she’s growing!
Well how did I know that? When my husband put some jeans on her yesterday morning, I know when I looked at her I said something to the effect of “You’ll be prepared to wade without getting your pants wet if there’s a flood at any point in time today.”
I was excited when the nurse took us to the scale. She’s grown another couple of inches since her two year well visit last May. She’s 38-1/4 inches tall and 34 pounds! Though not the youngest, she’s the biggest “Big Girl” at the daycare. It makes me feel so good to watch her, to see how healthy she is and looks, to love listening to her talk.
My “Big” girl is growing up way too fast…
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Topics: Health and Wellness, Just Everyday Life, Parenting |
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