freakishly fast

I am sitting in the doctors office. It's a pretty big waiting area and it set up very nice. I have been here only once before. As I am waiting for my name to be called, I can't help but notice that everyone else sitting here is kinda old. I mean old, like in their 70's. Like, all of them have someone younger (closer to my age) waiting with them.
(I know you think I am exaggerating about their age, but I'm not)
I don't know why, but this makes me feel so sad. I almost start to tear up -- but then I force myself to stop. The last thing I want to be doing is crying in here.
Am I upset because they seem so frail?
Or am I feeling sorry for myself because it is so lame that I am sitting here too?

I have never had a regular doctor, never needed one. When I was in my 20's I would usually see a nurse practitioner and more than once they mentioned that I had a fast heart rate. Low blood pressure and a fast heart rate. They often even asked if I was nervous to be there -- I wasn't.
So I knew this was unusual, but I never really thought about it.
It was remarked upon during my pregnancies, but again, it was in passing, until the last one.

My experience with OBs spans (omg!) 14 years. I had the same one for the first two, and hardly any tests. I mean, I even only had one ultrasound with DJ!

me with DJ :)

 I know they must check for more things now than they did then, because it couldn't just be my AGE as to why I had many more test and ultrasounds with the last two --

hrmmmfph

With Mikey, I was um, turning 40 (for the first time) and I think I had a bazillion ultrasounds and doctor appointments. Since I went so many times and had my freakishly fast heart rate noticed by the same people, they made me check it out with another doctor for an EKG.
Those guys said it was fast.
That was it.

Now for the first time ever, I have a regular doctor, not just an OB and she is all up in arms over my tachycardia. She gives me another EKG and brings in another doctor. They are both stumped. Nobody knows why I have this, but they pretty much want me to stop doing things that might get my heart rate up until they can get me in to see a specialist.
I have to admit, they sort of scared me. I stopped walking to the park, going to get coffee and even just strolling with Mikey while Kelly was at ballet.

Did you know that when it's something non life threatening, it takes FOREVER to get an appointment to see a cardiologist. Like months --
so after waiting a good long time, I go in to see this newest doctor, have another EKG and guess what?

I have a really fast heart rate.

He does explain that it's one of two things, I either have a weakness in my heart, that I have had my whole life or an unexplained fast heart rate.

Seriously. He said "unexplained".

Now I get to have an echocardiogram,
and I get to feel awful sitting in the waiting room waiting to go in and have it done.

And THEN I get to wait another week to see the doctor again -- just so he can explain to me how my freakishly fast heart is (most likely) cannot be explained.

I just want to be done with this.

well baby

I love well baby visits! I am not so thrilled with the shot part, but, oh -- how I love to tell the pediatric staff how awesome my kids are ~ No, really, I love to see how big they are and have people who know what they are talking about reassure me that they are fine.
(and tell me how awesome they are)

Well, Miss Kell had her 5 year old check up, which included all the paperwork for Kindergarten. Very exciting!
My little Sasquatch is 44 inches tall and 50 lbs.

I so love having both my girls be the extreme opposite of each other. Kelly is almost always the tallest of her peers, where Paige was/is always the smallest! At 5 years old, Paige was still wearing a size 4 -- I am now buying Kelly a size 7! (well, really pulling out Paige's old size 7's from the back garage)

Kelly's vision came back 20/50 and now we have to take her to the pediatric opthamologist. 
Okay.
I didn't get glasses until 5th grade. Same with DJ. Kelly's uncle Bob got his when he was 6 years old.
If she needs glasses, she needs glasses... better to get them before she starts Kindergarten.
The funny thing is, Paige used to beg for glasses!

At the same visit, Mikey had his 18 month check up. Going to see the doctor is not his favorite thing to do, but he cries only if you try to lay him down on the table.
Mama's Boy is 31 inches and 26 lbs and his Dad thinks he is too short...
{sigh}

Mikey has always had a loud fluttering sound in his heart. Kelly had it too, but outgrew it. Yesterday the pediatrician said that now Mikey's is a little louder than she "likes to hear", so he is going to have a pediatric cardiologist check it out.
First available appointment is in three weeks.
(do they do this on purpose to see how much stress a mother can take?)

I did forget to ask if it was unusual that Mikey could do the wooden shape puzzles. I don't remember any of the other ones doing it at a year and a half, but I could be wrong --

Oh, and yes I do still like taking Paige and DJ to their well baby visits, but they make me call it a well child visit!

I love Mom t-shirt

I just ordered another *I love Mom* shirt from Pear of Lemons on etsy. Mikey wore the onsie all the time -- so they made him a Big Boy t-shirt just like it.

He is now a model for the onsie on their site I love Mom heart and rose onsie The first order I made, they made a matching bib and leggings for him. I have to say, it is still my favorite bib! (so soft) The leggings are super cute -- but I don't have crawlers, I have walkers! So, while I love the idea, we didn't really use them. Make sure to check out their site. (love etsy!)