Okay, it wasn't that bad.

Tuesday finally came and I took K to get her blood drawn. The weekend before I have had been preparing K for what was going to happen. When we first walked in the doctors office K got scared, but got over it quickly. Then, the nurse came in and wanted to take K temperature under her arm. At first she was hesitant, but, eventually let the nurse do it. After the nurse was done, K said, "All done." and she wanted to leave. I told her we weren't done yet. Then, the nurse came back in because she forgot to her her height. After the nurse got her height, K said again, "All done." I told her again we weren't done. A few minutes later the DR. came in to talk to me and she told me that K was a little above average on height and her weight was good. She must get her height from her daddy! Anyway, the nurse came back in and K knew it was time to get her "owie" in her arm. So, K grabbed her blanket and wrapped it around her arm. The nurse then tells me it's only going to be a poke in the finger. You don't know how relieved I was! I told her that I was told by another nurse that they would draw blood from her arm and she told me that if I went to a Lab (where I go to get my blood drawn) then they would probably do it that way. But, in there office they prick the finger up to age 2. Then, when they turn 3 they draw blood. Well, she pricked K finger and K did not cry! She kind of jumped a little, but that was it! K was totally fine and was smiling and laughing out the door. The picture was taken literally 3 minutes after it was all done. They also have get a little beanie baby bear, which K loves!

I'm so happy that she was so brave. I know in a year WIC will probably want me to get her blood work again and i'm not going to look forward to doing it because she will be 3.