Today Grant turned two weeks old and he had his two week well baby check at the clinic on base. Scott helped me with the first appointment (last week) and we left the other two kids with grandma...and it was still a little stressful.
Today Scott is back at work, grandma is gone and I took all three kids to the doctor. It actually didn't go too bad. The two older kids were very well behaved. It was Grant who kept us hopping. As soon as we took his diaper off to weigh him he peed all over the exam table, the floor, my coat, the technician trying to weigh him and a little bit on the chair Matthew and Anna were sitting on. I was embarrassed, even though everyone knows its a reasonable risk any time you take a baby's diaper off. I've never had that happen at the doctor before. Plus he was crying so after we got his diaper on, I was wiping up the floor, the chairs, and had to ditch my coat (luckily I had an empty plastic bag) while trying to comfort the sad Grant.
He cried when the doctor came in to examine him. I could barely hear what she was telling me. We did find out he is up to 8 lbs 15 ozs now, which impressed the doctor. He is well over his birth weight of 7 lbs 8 ozs. He is starting to look a little more chubby in the face and getting close to outgrowing his newborn clothes. He is our smallest baby - none of our other kids stayed in their newborn clothes this long - so I'm glad he's growing.
Today Scott is back at work, grandma is gone and I took all three kids to the doctor. It actually didn't go too bad. The two older kids were very well behaved. It was Grant who kept us hopping. As soon as we took his diaper off to weigh him he peed all over the exam table, the floor, my coat, the technician trying to weigh him and a little bit on the chair Matthew and Anna were sitting on. I was embarrassed, even though everyone knows its a reasonable risk any time you take a baby's diaper off. I've never had that happen at the doctor before. Plus he was crying so after we got his diaper on, I was wiping up the floor, the chairs, and had to ditch my coat (luckily I had an empty plastic bag) while trying to comfort the sad Grant.
He cried when the doctor came in to examine him. I could barely hear what she was telling me. We did find out he is up to 8 lbs 15 ozs now, which impressed the doctor. He is well over his birth weight of 7 lbs 8 ozs. He is starting to look a little more chubby in the face and getting close to outgrowing his newborn clothes. He is our smallest baby - none of our other kids stayed in their newborn clothes this long - so I'm glad he's growing.
Sure, the bandaid was on the wrong foot, but even doctors make mistakes. :)
Anna told me soon after this, that she was too busy making (pretend) dinner to change her doll's diaper so she wanted me to do it. Noted. :) I've also been finding it hard to get everything done with three little people to take care of. Going from two to three is tough! I'm still trying to figure it out.
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Emily,
I read your birth story a week or so ago and kept meaning to comment. I'm impressed that you are doing so well at documenting your family history via blogging with 3. That's one of the things that went for me with 3 kids. :) Having three was a huge transition for me--and I think it's especially hard when they are all so little. However, I wouldn't change it. My #3, Kate, will be two tomorrow and I can hardly believe it. I had to let go of some things, but it has gotten easier! Congratulations and I love the name Grant! Such a great name.
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