Fincess healthcare
Yes, we’ll get a post about my birthday soon, hopefully sometime before the weekend’s out. Right now Mama wants to share with everyone how my visit to the new pediatrician was yesterday.
To get the measurements out of the way, I am now 25#, 4 0z and 31 1/4″. My head has only grown a 1/4″, but that’s pretty consistent with the fact that my growth is slowing down a bit. I’m still in the 95 percentile for height and weight, which puts me firmly in the realm of 24 month to 2T sized clothing. The problem with this is that my legs are not anywhere near long enough to wear the pants in this size without tripping, even though my thighs are like two hams in a sweet potato bag fighting over which is going to be Easter dinner.
Yesterday I was tested for lead poisoning, which means that they put one of those needles with a long tube in my arm and swapped out vials of blood as they collected it. It took my blood forever and a day to come out, which my FUN! new nurse said was normal, but Mama said meant that my blood flows slowly—like Daddy’s. Anyway, I actually watched the nurse put the needle in my arm, take my blood, and even pull the needle out without even crying once. My biggest complaint was actually the last shot (of two), and that was very short lived. I was back to joking with my FUN! nurse again in moments.
I’d met my new doctor two weeks ago, but I knew things were going to be ok when he came into the exam room with MELMO! hanging from his stethoscope. He wasn’t the most playful of people, but I appreciated his quiet nature and the way he allowed me to touch the small part of MELMO!’s feet while he checked me out. He also didn’t make me lay down on the table like the old doctor did while she examined me, he did the entire exam with me laying on Mama’s lap.
I am perfectly healthy, outside of some prune or pear juice and some face lotion. Dr T says allergy meds may be in my future if I continue clawing up my nose all the time, but he wanted to wait until next year to see if that was even necessary. So now I just have to wait until all the allergens go nite-nite for the winter.
Mama is soooo relieved to find a pediatrician who respects her choices regarding staggering the vaccinations. I go back in a month for my second flu shot and my second polio, which keeps me on track with the Dr. Sears vaccination schedule. No muss, no fuss, and no pressure to do something that she didn’t want to do.
Plus, I have a FUN! nurse.
Filed under Dr visits | Comment (0)9 months old
You missed it—I turned 9-months-old on Sunday. Thankfully, our friends Nate, Kristen and Stellan gave me a ton of new toys to play with on Friday and then Mama and Daddy turned around and bought me another big toy at Ikea on Saturday. I’d say that was a great birthday.
Yesterday I went to the dr for my check-up. I’m now officially too big for my carseat, so Mama and Daddy have to cough up some dough for a new ride for me. At 22lbs, 3oz and 29.75″ long, I’m staying on track in the 95%. My feet, however, have remained tiny. That doesn’t stop me from using the jumping jack like a madwoman though!
Mama hasn’t been very good about capturing all my latest developments and quirks, but she wanted you to know that I still like to flap my arms like a little birdy and vibrate when I’m excited. I am now thoroughly excited by shopping carts, cardboard, Mama’s coffee, new toys, the kitties, Stella’s plush ball, the sound of fire trucks going by outside (like in this photo), and anything Mama is trying to eat—even if I’ve already eaten.
double bleh
So I went to Dr G’s today and she says that, while the increase in spitting up is completely the opposite of what is supposed to be happening to me, she doesn’t want to put me on reflux meds right away. Since this has only been happening to me for about ten days or so and because I’m not exhibiting any other signs of reflux beyond the upchucking, she doesn’t think that the problem is reflux. Instead she suspects I have had a mild stomach virus (one is going around) and that this will pass. If it goes on for another two weeks I’m to go back and we’ll investigate.
I’m still at 95 percentile for weight and 90 percentile for growth, but my head has stayed put at 75 percentile for circumference. I’m still big but not overweight.
I got a shot and a syrupy inoculation. I’m feeling whupped.
UPDATE: I forgot to mention that Dr G says that big babies often don’t roll all the way over because we’re just too big to get the right momentum. Often we just skip rolling over and go straight to sitting up. She said as long as I can sit up eventually then I can use that muscle group, and that’s all they look for anyway. So being lazy is paying off? My plan is working nicely…
Filed under Dr visits | Comments (2)The Fincess welcomes you!
Daddy said this might be a better way for everyone to see what I’m up to because sometimes email strips photos out. This way I can be sure that you may see My Royal Highness in all my glory. Mama says that you might see some small changes as she works out what she doesn’t like about the look of the blog, but mostly it will stay the same.
Anyway, in the last few weeks Grand and Grandma and Grandpa have talked to me a couple of times via video conference on iChat. I can see Grand but for some reason I can’t see Grandma and Grandpa any more (Daddy says he knows why this is and that he will fix it). When I’m not too tired I like to talk, but mostly I like to look at that girl on the computer. It’s like I’m on tv. I like tv.
I took a hiatus from trying to roll over for the last few days, mostly because I’ve been focusing on my growling. To the routine, I’ve added arching my back and gritting my gums while I tuck my chin into my neck as tight as I can. I can tell I’m very scary now because Daddy always gets a worried look on his face when I do it. Mama just laughs and growls back at me.
Today I got some shots. I don’t like getting shots. I get some every month because Mama doesn’t want me to have to get a bunch at one time every other month. She says it’s better for me this way, only I don’t know how that could be. I don’t really cry when I get my shots, I just look shocked and make the rooster lip until Mama picks me up and tells me it’s ok. Then I smile at the nurse. She says when I get bigger I can have some stickers. Whatever those are.
Anyway, some of the shots don’t really do anything, but the last time I got the ones I got today I was cranky for about two days. I hope this time it won’t be so bad.
Yesterday, when Mama came into my room after my nap, she found me with blood all over my fingers. She took me to get a wash cloth and then realized that I had blood all over my mouth and down the front of my clothes, too. She kept asking me what I did but I just smiled and said HEEE. While we were standing in the bathroom, something caught her eye in the mirror; that was when she realized that my entire left ear was heavily encrusted with blood.
Apparently I have found my ears. I like to scratch them until they bleed.
