So for those of you who like hearing this stuff, took Shane and Caleb in to see the doctor yesterday.
Shane had to get his stitches out. Just like getting them in he didn't seem to care. He just lay there and let the doctor poke at him (one of the stitches had gotten stuck in the scab) and talked about the Cheerios the nurse in the ER gave him.
Caleb had his one month appointment. He weighs 11 lbs. 11 oz. (roughly 90th percentile), height is 22.25" (80th percentile, but I'm not sure how well she stretched him), and head is 16" (top of the chart). Our doctor waits until 2 months to start shots, so none of those. I was super paranoid about the weight gain (who wouldn't be after Athena) since he'd only gained 3 oz. in a week, but the doctor said that between the fact that he still had a onesie on for WIC, it's different scales, and he's on the same spot on the chart he was at 2 weeks ago he isn't worried at all. So overall everything looked good.
I must have looked pretty funny though - after the appointment I took the boys (still so weird to say that - boys) to the grocery store with me. Being that it was after 4 the checkout line was insane, and Caleb started SCREAMING. I already had him in the mei tai because he'd been fussing earlier, this time he was HUNGRY. I was wearing a nursing shirt, but it was one of those with the false layers where you lift one up and there are the slits underneath. So here I am, in line at the grocery store. First I'm wiggling all over trying to get the one layer lifted up, the slit in the right spot, my bra undone, and the nipple shield in place (Keep in mind that all the while this was happening I was wearing the mei tai, bouncing around and going "shshsh" and Caleb is screaming like I'm murdering him or something, .) Then I have to loosen up the mei tai so that I can wiggle it over to my hip and down so his head is level with my boob. Then I had to get his bobbly head latched on (which isn't easy when he's mad). Then I had to get it retied so it was tight. I got some weird looks from the other people in line. The lady behind me even said that she would have found a place to sit down (she was nice enough to help me put my groceries on the belt so I wasn't flashing everyone over the top of the mei tai) every time I bent over. I told her I'd already been waiting 20 minutes, and if I'd gotten out of line, fed him, and got back in behind the dozen or so people behind me I'd be at the store for at least another hour - not something I was willing to do! So what should have been a quick run in for half a dozen items became one very flamboyant NIP session!
Shane had to get his stitches out. Just like getting them in he didn't seem to care. He just lay there and let the doctor poke at him (one of the stitches had gotten stuck in the scab) and talked about the Cheerios the nurse in the ER gave him.
Caleb had his one month appointment. He weighs 11 lbs. 11 oz. (roughly 90th percentile), height is 22.25" (80th percentile, but I'm not sure how well she stretched him), and head is 16" (top of the chart). Our doctor waits until 2 months to start shots, so none of those. I was super paranoid about the weight gain (who wouldn't be after Athena) since he'd only gained 3 oz. in a week, but the doctor said that between the fact that he still had a onesie on for WIC, it's different scales, and he's on the same spot on the chart he was at 2 weeks ago he isn't worried at all. So overall everything looked good.
I must have looked pretty funny though - after the appointment I took the boys (still so weird to say that - boys) to the grocery store with me. Being that it was after 4 the checkout line was insane, and Caleb started SCREAMING. I already had him in the mei tai because he'd been fussing earlier, this time he was HUNGRY. I was wearing a nursing shirt, but it was one of those with the false layers where you lift one up and there are the slits underneath. So here I am, in line at the grocery store. First I'm wiggling all over trying to get the one layer lifted up, the slit in the right spot, my bra undone, and the nipple shield in place (Keep in mind that all the while this was happening I was wearing the mei tai, bouncing around and going "shshsh" and Caleb is screaming like I'm murdering him or something, .) Then I have to loosen up the mei tai so that I can wiggle it over to my hip and down so his head is level with my boob. Then I had to get his bobbly head latched on (which isn't easy when he's mad). Then I had to get it retied so it was tight. I got some weird looks from the other people in line. The lady behind me even said that she would have found a place to sit down (she was nice enough to help me put my groceries on the belt so I wasn't flashing everyone over the top of the mei tai) every time I bent over. I told her I'd already been waiting 20 minutes, and if I'd gotten out of line, fed him, and got back in behind the dozen or so people behind me I'd be at the store for at least another hour - not something I was willing to do! So what should have been a quick run in for half a dozen items became one very flamboyant NIP session!
