24 weeks

Yesterday Cassidy turned 24 weeks old and today we went in for her check-up. It was kinda a tough day...She had to hold still lots for all the measurements and exams. She is now 17 lbs 6oz (75%), 26 1/4 inches long (60%) and still a petite little head of 41 cm (25%). She has dropped a little in the percentiles, she was 90th and 75th for weight and height 2 months ago, but nothing to worry about, just something to watch. As most of you can attest too, she is by no means skinny. Then the really hard part had to happen. The nurse came back in to give the shots...Mom was with us and this time I had to help hold her down and because her brain is working much better, the pain registered much faster and she was crying almost as soon as the needle went in, and so was I. She only got two, we have to go back in a couple weeks when she is actually 6 months, wich is frustrating. I wish I had known before scheduling this apopintment. I would much rather have the torture over all in one day. Her leg is very sore. She didn't want to lay on that side to nurse, so we had to get creative today and she seems more tired and definitely more cuddly. I'm sure she will recover, and so will I. I'm glad that her next appointment is 3 months away (after we get the next 2 shots in a few weeks).
On the up side, the doctor said she could start eating finger food, such as cherrios, and that we can start introducing more veggies and fruits into her diet. Mom was so excited we bought a box of cherrios on the way home and Cassidy was game. She was able to pick them up, but struggled with figuring out how to actually get them out of her hand into her mouth. She seemed to like them when I put them in for her and I'm sure within the next couple of days she will figure out how to make those cute little fingers work.
I think today was tough on me for a couple of reasons. Just realizing how big she is getting and as exciting as it is to watch her grow I am a little sad that she is needing me a little less every day. I can't believe it has been 24 weeks since she laid on my chest and we met her for the first time. It has been amazing and I have been so blessed to be able to be home with her for all this time. But I have to get back to work, starting Friday. We continue to be blessed and I found a part time position as a mental health therapist working in the schools and if everything works out the way we are hoping, Chad will be able to take care of her in the mornings while I'm at work and then either go to sleep or go to work himself. Kit has also volunteered to cover the afternoons that I'll have to work, so we get to keep her in the family! As perfect as it seeems to be working out, I know I'm still going to have a tough time walking out the door Friday morning.