A few months back I met with a new nutritionist for Madelynn. I was very excited about all the information that she shared with me and made some changes to Madelynn's diet. It has really been a work in progress. In the last few months I have been able to get her to eat beef, pork, chicken (not in the form of a nugget), she loves Trader Joe's Potato Tots (yummy), most vegetables and every fruit she has every tried.
I know she is growing taller and it seems like she has gained a little bit of weight but I am so afraid to take her for a weight check. Her last weight check she wasn't quite 24 1/2 lbs. She has been 24 lbs forever. The other day she stood on the scale at home fully clothed shoes and all and it still said 24lbs. I wanted to cry because I feel like I am still failing her.
But the other day Phil was playing with her and made a comment that today she seemed different. Almost like he was just sure she would be over 25lbs. I knew he was going to say it and I didn't want to hear the words...."Why don't you take her for a weight check Friday?"
My first thought was ...."You did it you said the horrible words I don't want to hear....WEIGHT CHECK." I LOATHE, no really LOATHE weight checks. I see her growing and changing and becoming so independent every day I hear, "No Mommy I do it by MY self." I step back and watch her do it with pure joy.
But then the reality check of the scale to see how much she weighs always knocks me down. I want to know but I don't want to know. To have a have a 2 1/2 year old still not even weigh 25 lbs would really knock me to my knees. So tomorrow I am going to bite the bullet and take her to the doctor for a weight check.
I need some positive news so here is hoping the weight is 25.somthing....I do not want to see 24.something ever again.
TTFN~
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