Peyps just had her 18-month checkup with Dr. C. The kid was a champ. She (for the most part) let him do his thing, and she didn’t shed a tear when the needle jabbed her. She did, however, throw a huge fit when the nurse tried to take her measurements. Turns out my kid doesn’t like to be weighed. (She’s getting to be more and more like her mommy every day.) She freaked when we tried to get her length, and really lost it on the scale. (She was so unwilling to lie on that baby scale that the nurse made me pick her up and step on the “big girl” scale, then put her down and get back on the scale so she could find her weight. Guess which one of us threw a fit then? That poor, sweet nurse.)
When she gave me Peyton’s measurements, I was shocked. Peyps is 25.6 pounds and 31 inches, which puts her smack dab in the middle of the “average” percentile…which surprised the heck out of me.
Everyone thinks my Peyps is such a big girl. This might embarrass her one day, but the kid has the most adorable, edible, chubby hips, thighs and bum. (I love her little curvy bottom — she rocks jeggings.) I figured she weighed more than 30 pounds, and I was fully expecting Dr. C to tell me she was in the 99th percentile for weight. Looks like all of her running around is slimming her down; I hope her little pear shape lasts for at least a few more months.
Where did your kids fall on the growth charts when they were toddlers? Does your paediatrician or family doctor pay attention to the percentiles?