We had Benjamin's two-month checkup yesterday. He got a glowing report from the pediatrician! He's long and lean ... already 25.5 inches long (97th percentile for height) and 13.5 lbs (50th percentile for weight). These are very similar to his stats at birth, so it's great to see he has been growing consistently. Developmentally Ben is right on track or ahead of pace on all measures. He is socializing, having tummy time, tracking objects, starting to reach for things, and bearing all his weight on his legs. He is nursing great and the Dr. said we will not even think about solids til after his next well visit at 4 months.
After the pleasantries, it was time for shots. They combined 5 vaccinations into 3 shots, which they administered into Ben's thighs. I was heartsick leading up to the appointment, but was trying to stay positive and normal for Ben's sake. Precious had "woken up happy" that morning for the first time ever - as he woke at 7:30am and saw my face hovering over his crib, his face transformed into a huge smile and he let out a coo. As I saw his happy, innocent face greeting the new day, I was devastated to think of what the day would hold. But, I knew he would get through it. I knelt close to him and talked softly to him as the first shot went in. The worst part for me was the look of surprise and shock on his face as he felt the pain - the moment before his face turned red and he started crying so hard. They did all three shots fast thank goodness, and I picked my baby up as soon as I could and held him close. He was comforted and stopped crying within a minute. He cried later in the afternoon, but I spent lots of time snuggling and holding him close, trying to help him get through what must have been a very uncomfortable time. He was such a trooper!
After the pleasantries, it was time for shots. They combined 5 vaccinations into 3 shots, which they administered into Ben's thighs. I was heartsick leading up to the appointment, but was trying to stay positive and normal for Ben's sake. Precious had "woken up happy" that morning for the first time ever - as he woke at 7:30am and saw my face hovering over his crib, his face transformed into a huge smile and he let out a coo. As I saw his happy, innocent face greeting the new day, I was devastated to think of what the day would hold. But, I knew he would get through it. I knelt close to him and talked softly to him as the first shot went in. The worst part for me was the look of surprise and shock on his face as he felt the pain - the moment before his face turned red and he started crying so hard. They did all three shots fast thank goodness, and I picked my baby up as soon as I could and held him close. He was comforted and stopped crying within a minute. He cried later in the afternoon, but I spent lots of time snuggling and holding him close, trying to help him get through what must have been a very uncomfortable time. He was such a trooper!
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