We were back at the doctor's office today, and Kiddo has put on a respectable 2 lbs 5 oz (now weighing in at 16 lbs 3 oz). Not bad for six weeks. And she added 3/4 of an inch. Which means I can still stress about my decision on a car seat, as opposed to needing to run out and buy one tonight. If any of you readers have strong opinions about convertible car seats, please feel free to e-mail me.
This also means her classification as a featherweight was, as the pediatrician put it, a blip. One of her suggestions was that perhaps she had been sick just before the last appointment. Not sick, I thought, but certainly stressed from the crazy experience that was girls' camp.
And the best part about seeing the doctor? The paper covered table. She kicked up a storm in glee and uncontained joy for such an exciting adventure.
