Colin's 1 year stats

This just in: my baby is huge. Yeah, I know, that isn't breaking news. If you know Colin at all, you know that someone must be slipping Miracle Gro into his milk every day. Where did this kid come from?! If I didn't have the stretch marks to prove it, I'd question whether he actually belonged to me.


Little man's 12 month well-visit was yesterday, and it went went well. First the nurse weighed and measured him. The official stats? 26 lbs 8 oz (91st percentile for weight) and 32 1/4 inches tall (98th percentile for height). Like I said, my kid is huge.


Then, Dr. G. {who we love} checked Colin out from head to toe. She declared him perfect, asked a few developmental questions, and oohed and aahed at the new teeth he's going to be sporting soon.

Colin loves his teething biscuits!

I asked how much whole cow's milk he should be drinking now that he is completely off of formula. The boy would drink milk every minute of the day if I let him. Dr. G. said that 16-24 oz was what we should aim for. Ooops... he gets closer to 30 oz in a day right now. Last night I tried offering water with his dinner, and he drank several ounces of that. So I don't think that transition will be too hard.

My other question was about sippy cups. Colin will drink water or juice out of a sippy, but he still prefers bottles for milk. She said we shouldn't worry until he's 15 months, but to try our best to get him to take milk from a sippy now. I guess we'll keep working on that. It's hard to be consistent when he spends 50 hours a week at daycare (ugh), but he will be moving to the toddler room on Monday (omg!) and they are great with this transitional period, I'm told.


So, after the doctor's exam, the dreaded nurse came in. The one who always comes bearing needles. Even though she's a sweetheart, I think Colin sensed what was coming, because he started fussing right away. Poor kid. He got 4 vaccines yesterday, 2 in each chunky thigh. He hasn't developed any side effects from them, although I think his poor legs are achy. Watching him get his shots was just awful. He held his breath for so long before finally letting out a cry that I had to blow in his face to get him to breathe. Gosh, I think those shots are just as hard on the parents as they are on the babies.


As a sidenote on the vaccines - I know 4 is a lot, but I've asked the pediatrician about alternative schedules and researched vaccines, and after all that I came to the conclusion that they would do more good than harm. He has been on the recommended vaccine schedule since birth. Dr. G. once told me that she wouldn't recommend anything potentially dangerous for my baby, or that she wouldn't do for her own children. I trust her opinion, and while I hate vaccines, I feel fine about giving them to my son. Just my two cents on that front. Not that there is anything wrong with the "crunchy" mommas out there with differing opinions. You do what you feel is best for your baby, and I'll do what's best for mine. But, I digress.


This morning, my snugglebug was a little fussy, but fine otherwise. Here's hoping he isn't miserable at daycare today. He's also teething, so that's always fun too. Even when he's fussy, though, he is still just the cutest thing. I may be a tad biased, but look at that face. What a sweet pea! Oh, I could just kiss this face all day long. :)
 

 More to come.