1000th Post

This is my 1000th post. Just thought that was worthy of a mention, but that’s not the point of this post.

Bridget had her four-month check up today. And now I have written permission from her doctor to tell all the people who tell me “She’s so tiny!” that they can go straight to H-E-double hockey sticks. She IS small for her age, but according to her doctor she is growing just fine for her. She grows proportionately and just is never going to be a chunky baby. I know that I should never have let it bother me, but it really did. When people say your baby is so tiny, they are kind of implying that you aren’t feeding your baby well enough. And that really cuts me to the quick, to have people imply that I am not feeding my baby. I think any mother would feel the same way, which is why it’s especially hurtful coming from other mothers, and ones that supposedly care about me. As I say, I knew in my head that I shouldn’t worry about it and should just ignore the assvice I was getting, but there is a big difference between what you know and what you feel.

I was really panicked after she got weighed and the nurse told me what her percentiles were. By the way, I hate percentiles, I think that it’s pointless information and I feel like a lot of people (not everyone, but a lot of people) use their percentiles to be competitive. But when I got the percentiles, I was really worried that the doctor would think it meant something and my biggest fear today was that he was going to make me put her on formula. I had a rough start with breastfeeding, but I have grown quite attached to it. It’s always ready, I never have to buy it, and the best part? I never have to wash bottles! Well, not never. I do it enough to know that I hate doing it and don’t want to do it more. So I really want to keep it up for as long as I can. I was forcing myself to take deep breaths to stop freaking out. The doctor came in and we talked about her size. He was so reassuring! I have to say that I may have made a crap choice in my OB, but I was spot on with the pediatrician I chose. He is wonderful and I love him. The rest of the visit was uneventful. He did seem impressed with her ability to roll over both ways and her attempts to sit up. Then she got the shots. Not as bad as last time, and I didn’t cry this time. She got over it pretty quickly although she is pretty grumpy now. I think she’s just worn out.

Oh, and we got the go ahead to give her cereal! We did it just a little bit ago and the jury is still out on rice cereal. She made some great faces that Jake luckily caught on camera, and was definitely more interested in grabbing the spoon and putting it into her mouth so she could gnaw on it. She did end up with a good amount of it in her rather than on her bib, which surprised me. But I think as we are able to thicken it up she will like it more we’ll have more fun with it.

So now the tension is over until May when we go back for her six-month check up. I can breathe easier for a while at least.

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