Yesterday we took our son in for his four-month check up. First, the stats:
weight -- 16 lbs 12 oz
height -- 2 ft 2 in
Technically, the doctors call it length and declared him to be 26 inches long. However, Baby G prefers to stand, as evidenced below, so I translated it into height, which we don't usually measure in straight inches, hence the 2' 2".
I was a little disappointed that the doctor did not ooh and aah about him being the most beautiful baby alive, but my husband pointed out that he sees hundreds of babies. That seems reasonable, but still ... my baby has to be the most beautiful baby he's seen even if he's the busiest doctor in the area! The old lady nurse did say he was very cute several times, which helped.
But then she stuck him with four shots, which pretty much wiped away any good mojo she'd created during the visit. To top it off, she had me hold his arms down while she stuck him. My baby boy screamed and screamed. He was upset all day. Thank goodness Daddy could stay home with him while I went to work. We're very lucky that Daddy can juggle working at home and an active baby.
Baby G. ended up having a fever overnight and off and on throughout the day today. Typical, but still heart-wrenching to watch the little guy whimper in his sleep. I couldn't help but wonder if he was having nightmares about the lady sticking him while Mommy held him down instead of protecting him.
For Ed - Dear Daddy - It has been 12 years since we lost you. Twelve years is a long time, and so many things have happened since that sad Sunday morning; for that...
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