Her cherubic cheeks are deceiving. Phoebe Jane is a wee one. I had to bring her in for another weight check and to share a food diary we had to keep for her. She’s (almost) 15.5 pounds now on the cusp of 13 months. Tiny but mighty. She’s not skinny, just petite. After her appointment, we had to collect a urine sample and get blood drawn at the hospital. It was a terrible morning! Poor Phoebs. Poor Mama. Poor phlebotomists. Oof.
Finally at the end of the day I got a call from our Doctor that all is well as far as they could tell from the tests. “She seems to be just following her own curve.” Phew.
What a relief. Good onya, mom! Glad it’s all over. Sweet Phoebe!