Hi. I'm Tori. I'm four months old and I'm usually a happy, good natured baby girl. I'm very patient and rarely voice my complaints. And when I do, I do it as quietly as possible. I thought my mom appreciated this about me. But now I'm not so sure. She took me, happy and unsuspecting, to my four-month check up. I played happily with mommy while we waited over thirty minutes for the doctor to come. I smiled and cooed at the nurse when she measured my head and weighed me on the scale. I let the doctor look in my ears and check out every part of me to make sure it was working properly without so much as a whimper. I thought all this good behavior would earn me a sucker or something. But no. All I got were several shots in the leg. Painful ones, too. Well, I just can't take something like that laying down. I screamed good and loud for several long minutes so that everyone would know that I was not okay with that. I mean, look at this face. Do I look happy???
You know me. I can't stay mad for long. :)
Oh. By the way, I'm now 24 1/4 inches long (50%) and 14 lb 3 oz (60%). So right about average. Don't worry though. My doctor knew that every mother knows that her baby is more than just "average" so he used the word "perfect". And that suited mommy just fine.
