Nine months. I still can’t get over it. Yesterday was Baby Gray’s nine month well check. I was so looking forward to finding out his height and weight. It is far too long between appointments!
The nurse checked all his developmental tasks when we got there. In the meantime, Baby Gray shredded the paper on the examining table. He wanted to show off his pincer grasp as he pinched every square inch of the paper. He mimicked the nurse, “talked” to her, laughed at her, and enjoyed his time with her. He is so friendly!
Finally, we got to go out to check his stats. He weighs 20 pounds, 8 ounces and is 27 3/4 inches long. His head is 18+ inches–plenty of room for that big ol’ brain! Dr. Miller was very pleased with his weight this time around. As much as he eats, I don’t know how we would do anything any differently!
They gave me the option of checking him for anemia, which I decided to do. I am borderline anemic a lot of times, so I wanted to be sure he was getting enough iron. His initial scan came back fine. They put some gauze and a band-aid on his finger where they did the poke. Big mistake! He wanted that band-aid in his mouth. When the blood stopped, Dr. Miller kindly threw away the alluring band-aid.
He had to get one vaccine while we were there, so he had another band-aid for that on his thigh. This band-aid was under the leg of his shorts, so I didn’t think much of it. We went to run errands for part of the afternoon, and I noticed he was chewing on something. I hadn’t given him any snacks in several hours. I could see it was a white-looking rectangle; when I fought it away from him, it was the band-aid from his thigh. He pulled it off and ate it! It took some work, but he got it. Thank goodness I found it before he swallowed it.