Monday, July 6, 2009

Pipsqueaks Need Not Apply...

We had Hadley's two-month doctor's appointment today, and Jason and I were taking bets on how much Hadley would weigh. I guessed 12 lbs, 7 ounces; he guessed 12 lbs, 11 ounces. We were both wrong. Hadley weighs 13 lbs, 5 ounces, which means she has gained four pounds in the last six weeks. Holy moly. Somebody likes the mama juice. 

She's 24 and 3/4 inches long, which means she's in the 99th percentile for height and the 95th percentile for weight, and her head--which looks huge to me--is in the 90th percentile for circumference. The doc said that we want her to be proportional, so she's just perfect. I could have told him that.

During the first part of her visit, she was cracking me up. The last time we were at the doctor's office (when she was two weeks old), she screamed most of the time. Hated it. This time, Little Miss Social was all smiles and coos with the doctor; she's really interested in faces and voices, familiar and new, and she just couldn't get enough of the pediatrician. She's growing up!

And then came the last few minutes of our appointment and Hadley's shot--her first immunization (not counting the Hep B shot she got in the hospital right after she was born). We opted to do what's called an alternative vaccination schedule, rather that the schedule recommended by the CDC, since it calls for six vaccinations at two months. After a good deal of research, we decided that we didn't want to overload her little system with too much too soon, so we're spreading out the vaccinations.

(Don't get me started on how the government tracks a person's immunizations--here in Colorado, there's a government-run database into which patient info goes...and the law says that anyone the government deems "necessary" can see patient info. We opted out, thankyouverymuch.)

Anyway, she howled. Screamed. I sort of thought I was going to throw up. I couldn't watch her face, but Jason said she looked shocked. And then really mad--and hurt. It's enough to break a mama's heart.

But she's resting peacefully now, and she seems no worse for the wear. In fact, I think I'm more worn out than she is. We have to go back in about a month for another round of shots and in two months for another well-baby visit. And in the meantime, we're busy growing a big, healthy baby who is just now waking up. That's my cue!


  1. holy moly! (as one new mama would say.) i bet i could find an IDENTICAL photo, taken about 30 years ago, of this very precious baby. in fact, i have to go now because i think i'll look for just that.

    grandmama masell

  2. Oh my goodness! ! My heart is breaking just imagining her going through those shots! Give her a BIG kiss from her Auntie Ana!

    Momma Masell, I LOVE your post about that picture! I want to see it when I come and visit!

    I love you all!

  3. Oh dear, I forgot that watching people get shots comes along with motherhood. I think I would have fainted. Poor little one. Ask Hadley to let you know when she's feeling like she might toss her cookies again and I'll come by to visit! I miss you and have lots of work nonsense to share (or not).