Wednesday, January 14, 2009

two months

Maaaaaaaan, I'm getting later and later with these....

So, we had Fry's two month checkup last week and it was Fry's first appointment with Dr. H (yep, we've successfully switched). This month he measured 59.5 cm (23.4 inches) and weighed in at a whopping 6.2 kilos (13.7 pounds)! Aside from dry skin, which is most likely because of the super dry and cold weather we've had lately, he's doing really well. Dr. H commented on his big feet, and I think his hands are going to be large too, thanks to his long fingers (which are now more pudgy than anything), but I don't necessarily think this means he'll be tall, as my Dad had enormous hands and large feet but was not exactly a giant.

We also had to order his first vaccinations, which we'll do next month. In France, the doctor gives you a prescription for the vaccinations, which you have to fill out at the pharmacy (and keep in the fridge!), and then take a dose with you to the doctor's office, where he'll do the injection. I can see the good and bad points for this method. Obviously it's a pain in the ass (ha ha!) for the patient to have to do the running around, but it also helps keep the doctor's costs down, as they don't have to stock a lot of medicines they may not always need. Case in point - Dr. H is a family doctor, not a pediatrician, so how many vaccinations do you reckon he does in a year? I'm guessing not a lot.

Anyway, French three-month clothes only go up to 60 cm (American ones are slightly larger, go figure) so I'm in the process of changing over his wardrobe. He's already been in six month onesies for about a week, thanks to the big ole butt his cloth diapers give him, but today it became obvious this his pajamas are really too small. It's so strange when I can remember that not so long ago he was swimming in the same pajamas! Tomorrow he'll start swimming in clothes again and I'll start packing up the old ones. *sigh*

Other than that, we're just rolling along. He's still eating more than is recommended by the formula folks and he's turning into a real butterball, but the doctor hasn't said anything about his weight and Stéph and I are keeping our worrying down to a dull roar. It's hard not to freak out when you hear about CHILD OBESITY all the damn time but you try telling a two month old that he can't have a bottle and good luck to you! Of course, according to the French clothing industry, my two month old is the size of a three month old, so I guess he's not doing so bad after all!

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