Well, for starters, he is a BIG boy!! He weighed in at—are you ready???
16 lbs 1 oz 88|
That’s a 5# gain from his two-month appointment! And he is 26″ long (7″ growth since birth)! The doc commented that he is a big boy—which is funny, because he doesn’t really seem THAT big to me.
She is still concerned about his flat head, and recommended an appointment with a physical therapist! I told her that I honestly wasn’t that concerned, and she did say that it will eventually round out, but that the longer it takes, the harder it will be—and that by this age (four months) it should be rounding out more than it is. She suggested we at least go to one appointment (she was pretty sure our insurance would cover it) and then decide from there. He just does not like being on his stomach—which she saw when she tried it in the office. Less than two minutes and he is NOT happy and lets you know.
She listened to his chest and said he does sound a little congested, but nothing to worry about—his lungs sound clear. She said if it gets any worse we can set up the humidifier but not to panic in the meantime. It might even be allergies. (I am not that worried, as he has sounded somewhat congested to me for the past month or so.)
She said we can start giving him rice cereal—if he wants it—since he seems to be developing quite well (weight, motor skills, etc.). She said it is NOT recommended to add the cereal to the bottle, however, because it’s better for them to start getting used to the spoon and eating normally. So, we might try rice tonight!! I’ve got to go dig out the baby spoons!! She still recommends veggies wait until six months.
She noticed his eyes were still leaking but didn’t seem concerned with it. We are to keep using the medicine and keep it clean with warm washcloths. She said six months is often the magic age at which that goes away.
I did ask about him being so out-of-sorts lately, and she didn’t really have any definitive answers (damn!). She said it could be due to a variety of things like a growth spurt, teething, reactions to the formula, allergies, etc. I even asked about the strange poop incident and she had no idea. She guessed maybe it was something I ate (passed through breastmilk) but I am not breastfeeding or pumping anymore, so I said that couldn’t be it. Then she was stumped.
And then came the dreaded immunization boosters. Tom was with me this time—so he got to experience the trauma for himself. Part of me wants to cry (of course) seeing my boy in such agony…but the other part of me wants to laugh a little because his crying shrieks are so loud and fierce…yet cute at the same time. His little face gets pure red and he screams bloody murder…but then after it’s over, he calms down pretty well. By the time we were out of the parking lot, he was sleeping (it also helped that he missed his earlier nap so that + the shot trauma + car ride = hopefully a good nap). He’s still sleeping in his car seat as I write this.
So overall, it went well, and we don’t have to go back for two months, on his six-month birthday.
