to the doctor we go . . .

I think we really lucked out when we found our doctor after our move to Texas. My sister's pediatrician's office made a recommendation of an office in our area and we just took it. We didn't have friends in the immediate area to ask. So we pretty much went pot luck. We wanted an office that was connected to the children's hospital because we had heard the benefits of doing so. And considering that in OKC I would get billed for after-hour calls and now I get sent directly to a nurse at the hospital (and no bill!), that's a huge benefit. So that was our only prerequisite - affiliated with the hospital. Quickly after our move we made an appointment and met Dr. E. We were pleased. She was young and seemed to really like the boys and enjoy her job. I knew nothing about her before that first appointment. I don't even think I knew her gender. So what a blessing she has been as our doctor. So today I brought my camera to our appointment so I could get a picture for the baby books and for the blog. That's something that I regret never doing with our past doctor. And yes, I still miss our old doctor. :( So here is Dr. E and my almost naked boys. The sad news today . . . she's leaving the practice as of tomorrow and she doesn't know where she'll be going. I don't think this was her wish and "contractually" she couldn't share the info with me. Not that I even care about the details, but I want her to be our pediatrician. So somehow, I've got to track her down.

And 1 reason that I won't miss going to this office, should we somehow hunt Dr. E and follow her to her new location:
The above sign was probably posted for me. I do the last part, "feeding children to keep them busy promotes poor eating habits and obesity." I noticed this sign for the first time when we went to the office 3 weeks ago. Now just because I bring goldfish to keep Holden entertained during these visits . . . and maybe he drops a few. . . and maybe I run over them with the stroller and make a slight mess . . . Not really. He rarely drops his snack and if he does, I'm quick to pick them up and throw them in the trash. But seriously! Whoever came up with this idea has never had 2 children under the age of 2. (Not that I can say that about myself anymore.) And I know it may not be "healthy" but sometimes it's just about a momma surviving. And sometimes goldfish, fruit snacks and suckers help me to do just that - survive. But today I didn't bring in snacks since I was trying to obey the rules. Instead I brought Holden's paci and a small musical toy. He threw the toy ... across the waiting room ... twice. And he cried loudly as we waited our turn. Several times he cried because I wouldn't let him push the stroller. There's just not much room for the 2 year old to be pushing the stroller around for fun. But maybe he annoyed the staff. Hopefully since I'm not allowed to feed him to make him happy. :)
And for the record, at 2 years, Holden weighed in 30lbs. 4oz (75%) and 37inches (95%). Can't wait to see the day his daddy has to look up at him.