As I’m typing this, I have a sweaty man child lying on my chest.
Oliver’s been a sleepy guy since his shots yesterday. I gave him a couple of rounds of Tylenol yesterday to counteract some of the injection site pain, but he’s had nothing today since his leg doesn’t seem to be painful and he’s not feverish.
Mom kept Cara yesterday so that we didn’t have to deal with her screaming and being bored while we waited to see the doctor. Turned out to be a good idea since we waited for about an hour. I showed my boobs so many times while we waited that I lost count. Boy’s gotta eat.
My feeling on doctors’ office waits is this: if the doctor consistently gives me great service and listens to my concerns and comments then I’m more than willing to cut said doctor some slack. I can only assume that the doctor is running behind because he/she is providing the patient before me with terrific service as well.
We finally got in and Ollie got naked so that the LPN could weigh and measure him. Since Oliver was 9lbs 1oz at birth, I was expecting 12lbs for the two month check.
Momma was wrong!
14lbs 12oz and 23.75 inches long! No wonder this kid has been wearing 3-6 mo clothes.
The nurse asked about shots and I told her that I didn’t want Oliver to get the Hep B or Rotavirus. The nurse gave me a weird look but didn’t say anything.
The world’s best pediatrician came in and after declaring my son “impressive” she asked me why I didn’t want Oliver to get the Hep B vaccine.
“Well, since I doubt Oliver’s going to be engaging in risky sex, I don’t think he’s really at risk.”
She smiled and chuckled a little and then told her nurse, “she’s done her research.” [Made me feel good.]
The nurse came in with the shots and since Oliver was hungry again, I nursed him while everything was made ready.
Poor kid didn’t know what hit him.
The first shot went in and Oliver got this surprised look on his face. The second shot went in and I heard a scream from that boy that I’ve never heard before. The crying lasted for maybe fifteen seconds until I convinced him that the boob was still his friend.
Two months from now we go back. I wonder how big he’ll be then?
OH! If you’re the parent of a “big baby” [particularly one who is really long] could you please leave a comment as to where I should look for clothes. The 6mo onesies are still big on him through the shoulders but are too short on him from shoulder to crotch.