nineteen months

Iris is nineteen months old today. Now that she has mastered saying, "No," she has started to excel at miniature temper tantrums. Another funny thing she does is she tries to hold all the important things at once. So, if she has decided that she absolutely must have the bouncy ball, her two blankets, and her teddy bear all at once, she tries to pick them up and walk around with them. This usually proves impossible.

Here she is smiling for Daddy.

The things I did today to deal with the tantrums seemed to work alright. Usually the tantrums start when she and I want different things, so  I explain to her that we are doing my thing first (eat) and then we will do her thing (read). Or, I tell her that we are almost done reading and that after reading we are going to go upstairs and change her diaper. She is usually very good at cleaning up after herself (when we ask her to) and I am trying to reinforce that by having her put her toys away with some regularity.

Her favorite things: baths, running, singing "The Wheels on the Bus," the moon, doggies, bears, people of all ages, and getting tickled.

As far as medical/health items...she is doing fine on her Losartan. They plan to increase the dosage slowly over several weeks. She does occasionally seem a little dizzy. I suppose this will be a life-long medication, though we haven't actually confirmed that.

She has her 18-month check up on Thursday, and will also be getting the first round of the RSV shots, which hurt a lot. I'm not looking forward to that. Friday we meet with the four cardiologists. 

Iris is doing a good job of growing. It seems strange to think that I used to be so worried about her growth. I remember the worry well, though her growth charts show that she is doing fine. She is WAY taller than most girls her age (above the 97th percentile) and has made it into the 15th percentile in weight-for-length.

Iris is above the 97th percentile for height

Iris is above the 15th percentile for weight-for-length