4 months and growing....
In the cold windy snowy day we had yesterday, I walked, ran up the hill in the recently plowed streets with baby Alexandra cuddled in her stroller. Her pediatric appointment was at 1pm for her second set of shots. The wind was too much and I wasn't dressed for it. My hands were frozen and my ears ached in pain from the cold that just seemed to penetrate to the bone. But we made it. Curt caught up with us by car 20 minutes later. As usual, her head was measured, so was her length and she was weighed. I was wrong in my home calculations. She wasn't 27 inches long, but 25. And her weight was not the 20 lbs I thought she was. I realize now that I simply need to continue strength training to get stronger. The scale weighed her at 17 lbs and 8oz. Though the pediatrician did say Alexandra was heavy (her language was "off the charts"), she said it was no reason for concern. Chubby babies who are strictly breastfed can continue to thrive and grow naturally. Though at this weight Alexandra is suited for solids, we have opted to continue her on her present diet as research has shown that babies who start solids before 6 months have a greater likelihood of obesity in adulthood.
Shortly after Curtis arrived, the doctor began examination of Alexandra. She started to cry when the pediatrician examined her ears...seemed to be annoyed with that plastic pointy thing in her ear. This felt like the beginning of a worse crying fit to come once the needles containing the vaccinations were stabbed into her thick thighs. But no, the needle went in, the vaccination was pumped through and the needle was pulled out. Nothing, no tears, no cry. Impressive indeed. Then the other leg. The silence was too good to be true. This time she burst into screaming tears but within moments of getting cutesie band-aids she can't even see, I picked her up, cuddled her and it was over. She wanted Papa and once in his arms, she was back to her old self.
When we returned home, she slept for most of the afternoon. I was a bit concerned she would not sleep at night but she had no trouble falling asleep as usual.
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As for me, I have been trying to incorporate exercise into my life but the time consumed by the work in our new apartment doesn't jive with the classes I like to take and I often miss them. And the cold weather doesn't help.
I return to work soon and I'm dreading it. I wish I could stay with baby Alexandra for at least a year but my job won't wait.
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The Countdown Continues
Shortly after Curtis arrived, the doctor began examination of Alexandra. She started to cry when the pediatrician examined her ears...seemed to be annoyed with that plastic pointy thing in her ear. This felt like the beginning of a worse crying fit to come once the needles containing the vaccinations were stabbed into her thick thighs. But no, the needle went in, the vaccination was pumped through and the needle was pulled out. Nothing, no tears, no cry. Impressive indeed. Then the other leg. The silence was too good to be true. This time she burst into screaming tears but within moments of getting cutesie band-aids she can't even see, I picked her up, cuddled her and it was over. She wanted Papa and once in his arms, she was back to her old self.
When we returned home, she slept for most of the afternoon. I was a bit concerned she would not sleep at night but she had no trouble falling asleep as usual.
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As for me, I have been trying to incorporate exercise into my life but the time consumed by the work in our new apartment doesn't jive with the classes I like to take and I often miss them. And the cold weather doesn't help.
I return to work soon and I'm dreading it. I wish I could stay with baby Alexandra for at least a year but my job won't wait.
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The Countdown Continues
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Oh my gawd....You're really a mommy!...;p)
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