Check-up Report
M drove me to our appointment this morning since we were under a Blizzard warning. They made it sound imminent, but it wasn't. At any rate, this was the first time he attended and appointment for Jack.

It went well. Jack is healthy and happy and the doctor had no quibbles. We found out the reason Jack's nose is always orange in his pictures is that he has carotenemia. The doctor actually pointed it out before we asked. He noticed the orangey coloration in Jack's skin. He said it comes from Jack eating his veggies. Carotene is available in more veggies than you would imagine so he's getting a good dose of it now. He said Jack will gradually outgrow the carotenemia and his skin color will lose the orange cast. Like I said, you mostly see it in his nose anyway.

He weighed 18 lbs. and 15 oz. I would have sworn he was over 20 lbs. But no. This puts him in the 18th or 19th percentile for weight. He eats well and doesn't turn his nose up at anything so the doctor is satisfied that he's eating enough. He's 28.5" tall which puts him in the 50th percentile for height. The doctor thinks he'll be long and lanky.

All in all it was a good appointment. Jack did get two shots he missed at 6 months when they did the flu shots instead. He yelled loud but recovered in about 30 seconds. I bummed some steri-strips from the nurses because one of my wounds from my operation isn't healing properly and I wanted it to hold until my follow-up on Friday. The doctor and the nurse were happy to help me out.

I was glad M got the chance to see how thorough the pediatrician is. Now he better understands why I think it's worth it to travel to another state for care.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
Jack's Surge
Tomorrow is Jack's 9 month check-up. In advance of this I've been trying to assess what his capabilities are because I know I'll have to do the Ages and Stages questionnaire tomorrow. Within the last week I've taken note that he can now low crawl, push himself into the sitting position from the laying position, and pull himself up to standing in both his crib with bars and his pack and play without bars. He can pick up Cheerios but it's not a perfect finger/thumb pincher grasp. It's more like he uses his pointer finger to trap the Cheerio against the back of his thumb.

He doesn't form any words yet, but he does "talk" to you. If you ask for a kiss he'll lean in and open his mouth wide. He smiles all the time and is very sociable with everyone. However, he has started to show some separation anxiety and preference for Mommy and Daddy. When the occasional person comes on too strong he'll cry at them. Given time they can usually ingratiate themselves to him and become friends.

His favorite show is "Blue's Clues," but I think his absolute favorite is Moose A. Moose in between shows. He loves to play with toys, especially the ball popper featured in an earlier video. He has another Baby Einstein musical toy his Aunt Patty gave him that he loves. We call it the hammer :) Now that he's crawling he's ranging all around the house and finding small things we didn't even know were on the floor. Yesterday he had a whole hickory nut in his mouth before we knew it, and today it was a rubber pad from the bottom of some game. He definitely keeps us on our toes. Lord save us from the thousands of pieces of Polly Pocket.

Snow Fort
On Sunday M planned to take Emma out to play in the freshly fallen snow. Instead of the predicted 20"-30" we got about 10"-12". M probably spent two hours outside by himself preparing for Emma. He built a snow fort and then he dragged an old tire up and down the hill to crush down a path for Emma's sled. I was afraid he was going to run out of energy before she even got outside. When she finally did go out they had fun for another hour or so.

By the evening M was beat. He got dinner, gave Emma her bath and story, and then fell asleep on the couch. He had to ask me the next morning who won the Super Bowl. I only knew because I got the push notification on my iTouch. He saw about 20 minutes of the Super Bowl and I saw maybe an hour. Oh well.