Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Six weeks

Meg had her six week appointment today. (I just love our pediatrician. I geekily want to be her BFF.) First, the stats:
  • Weight: 11pounds, 4 ounces, 75-90th percentile.
  • Height: 22 inches, 50-75th percentile.
  • Head circumference: 15 1/8 inches, 75th percentile.
  • Chest: 15 1/4 percentile,

She has been deemed "perfect" by medical professionals. And not incidentally, voted the cutest baby of the day by the staff. (Sure, it was only 11 a.m., but I'll take it.) Before the vaccinations began, she cooed adorably and even smiled, a cute side smile in an early Joey Potter way before Katie Holmes got mixed up with Tom Cruise and turned creepy.

Poor baby got four shots in her legs, which made her cry hysterically. I didn't cry, but I sure wanted to. It was pretty awful. I was smart and brought Tylenol to take the edge off. I'm not sure it did much good for her, but I felt better.


  1. Love the new header. Meg, being all tiny baby squashy self. Andy, looking vaguely suspicious.

  2. I totally transferred all my affections from the OB to the pediatrician upon birth. They know EVERYthing on how to raise your kids and sometimes I know NOTHING. Frances