We had Zoe’s appointment with the international specialist on Friday and he said that other than some eczema, she looks terrific. He ordered a whole bunch of blood tests and wrote out a catch-up immunization schedule, and we went to do all of that yesterday.
She was such a trooper. She didn’t even cry when they drew blood. She squirmed and stuck out her lower lip when they put the band around her upper arm, but that was it. Then she had to have four shots. She didn’t cry for the first one, but started to cry when they gave the second. They did the third and fourth quickly, I picked her up, and she stopped crying just a few seconds later.
We go back for the blood test results in two weeks, and I will feel much better after that appointment, but there is no reason to think we have anything to worry about.
In the meantime, we have to collect stool samples from Zoe. This is not something that I have ever done before, nor is it something that I am looking forward to doing, but hopefully it won’t be too bad. It is amazing at how comfortable you become with someone else’s bodily fluids once you are a parent. Puke, poop, pee, and snot just don’t gross me out like they used to. They’re just so much a part of my every day life now that they are even topics of conversation at the dinner table. I tell Christian about the diaper that Zoe had that was so stinky it made my eyes water, or about the booger the size of a baseball that I pulled out of Noah’s nose in the middle of shopping at Target. If we ever get to go out to dinner alone again we will probably have to remind each other that conversations about puke, poop, pee, or snot aren’t very romantic!