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Check-up…check!

June 13, 2009

Patrick had his nine-month check-up today and did very well.  He entertained himself in the waiting room by pushing a chair around and was generally on good behavior.  (It’s a lot easier to take a kid to the doctor when said kid isn’t actually sick.)  His stats were right on target: 20.00 lbs, just shy of 30 inches tall (though the height measuring technique the nurse used looked to have a significant margin of error).

Everyone kept telling him he didn’t have to get any shots during this visit, but that seemed like false advertising, since he did have to get stuck by a needle for a routine test.  This being health care in America, we had to go to another part of the clinic and hang out in another waiting room for the lab, but Patrick did enjoy playing with the pager they gave us (it’s like waiting to have your blood drawn at Applebee’s).

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Six month stats

March 7, 2009

Although he won’t actually be six months old until next Friday, Patrick had his six-month check-up yesterday.  He did very well and only cried a little when he got his shots.  He now weighs 16.6 pounds (39th percentile) and is 27 inches tall (77th percentile).  Or, as his Daddy likes to say, he’s two-foot-three.

Almost eight weeks

November 8, 2008

It’s hard to believe that Patrick will be eight weeks old tomorrow.  Sometimes it seems like he’s been part of our lives forever, but time also seems to be flying by (especially when I remember, sadly, that I have to go back to work in three weeks).

He had his two-month check-up today, and the doctor said he looks great.  His weight (9 lbs, 8.5 oz) has moved from the 5th percentile to the 12th, and he’s in the 44th percentile for length.  He’s starting to look more grown-up, too, especially when I dress him in embarrassing big boy clothes.

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For more photos like this, check out Patrick’s latest album.

In the swing of things

November 5, 2008

swinginMy dad told me that one baby item we’d definitely want to get is a swing.  Boy, was he ever right!  We have added this cute jungle-themed swing to our collection of Patrick-soothers, and so far it’s working really well.  The only problem is that the best way to calm him down with it is to use the “nature sounds” feature, and it puts me to sleep almost as quickly as it does him!

(By the way, please notice how much bigger he looks.  He’s clawing his way back up the growth charts and now weighs in at about 9.5 pounds.)

(Also by the way, we are enduring annoyingly inconsistent internet service at the moment,* which is why this is the first post in a few days.)

*Confidential to Nana Pat: We plan to have this resolved by December 1, so you can still come visit!

Hybrid baby

October 22, 2008

Remember back when I was pregnant and so worried that my gestational diabetes would result in a giganto-baby?  Now I worry that Patrick is too small.  It’s always something.

Anyway, on the advice of his pediatrician, he has been getting a hybrid diet of both breastmilk and formula, and it seems to be working.  After the alarming weight loss in his first week of life and a short time when his weight was only holding steady, he’s starting to gain ounces at a good clip.  I took him in for a weight check today and learned that he has finally topped his birth weight (this was supposed to happen weeks ago).  Hooray!  He’s still a skinny little guy, but he appears to be in excellent health, and if he keeps gobbling away, he should start catching up with his peers.

I told you I was hungry!

September 24, 2008

(Sorry no posts for a couple of days–our internet connection fell victim to the post-hurricane communications breakdown.)

Patrick had his first visit to the pediatrician yesterday, and he was deemed in good health, except for having lost significantly more weight than he should have.  I’ve been breastfeeding and had suspected from the start that he wasn’t getting enough to eat.  It was something of a relief to have my instincts validated, but I felt awful that he had been so hungry.  The doctor recommended supplementing the nursing with formula to get his weight up.  I do think breastfeeding is best, and I hope things will improve to the point I can go back to doing that exclusively, but I’m not about to starve our kid for the sake of a principle!

Since we’ve started giving him a little bit of formula, in addition to the usual schedule of nursing, he has been so much calmer and happier.  He used to breastfeed with this fevered desperation that was unpleasant for both of us, and he was cranky almost all the time.  He’s still prone to fits of anger and frustration, but he is finally getting sufficient rest and no longer simply alternates between nursing and shrieking.  This has been a huge relief all around.

Into the great wide open

September 16, 2008

We’re free–and Patrick has stepped out (well, been carried out) into the big world!  We were discharged from the hospital yesterday afternoon, after lots of waiting and much paperwork.  Our time there wasn’t exactly fun–such things never are–but I have nothing but praise for the wonderful staff of Christus Santa Rosa Hospital.  They were under extra stress and strain because they took in many storm evacuees, especially from the Corpus Christi area, but we received excellent care and lots of great advice.  I was sorry my regular OB didn’t get to “finish the job” by delivering Patrick, but I was relieved to end up, largely by chance, in such capable hands.  (By the way, I always think it’s kind of funny when you enter the hospital under your own power and leave in a wheelchair.)

Reports from home are coming in, via phone and email, and things in Houston are slowly improving.  Our house is secure and sustained no damage, though there’s still no power, and the backyard is piled with debris.  Inconvenience abounds, but we’ve heard from no one about any injuries, thank God.  The worst news from work is that the hurricane tore off part of the roof of the architecture building, causing flooding in the Architecture and Art Library.  The books are being moved to the main library as damage is assessed. 

I guess I’ve neglected to let you all know that Snow is fine.  Our wonderful friends rescued her from our house and are taking care of her until we get home.  She’s probably really enjoying her visit, since not only does she get to hang out with her old buddy Jeremy, she’s also made a fast friend in their new dog Pixie.

Boy oh boy, do we have a lot to be grateful for these days!

Best laid plans of mice and moms

September 12, 2008

Okay, here’s the latest from San Antonio.

I had an appointment with a local OB this afternoon, and after reviewing my medical history and performing various tests, he recommended going ahead with induction as soon as possible.  B3 looks good, but because of the gestational diabetes, it’s advisable to get him out sooner rather than later.  After weighing our options, we decided to schedule the induction for Sunday, as we had originally planned, but here in San Antonio instead of Houston.  The doctor I saw is on-call this weekend, so he’ll be available to perform the delivery, and we were able to see the relevant areas of the hospital and get our questions answered by an exceptionally helpful nurse.

B3 is showing significant signs of interest in moving into the outside world, so I’m hoping the induction will be a way of helping things along rather than starting from scratch.  The doctor here seems optimistic that I’m in good condition for a safe and successful induced delivery.  Your prayers and good thoughts are welcome!

Ready for his close-up

September 4, 2008

B3 got his picture taken again yesterday when we had yet another ultrasound done.  This one was to check on his size, and although I haven’t talked to Dr. Clark about the results yet, the tech said that, according to his measurements, he probably weighs about seven pounds, seven ounces.  If this is anywhere close to accurate, it’s great news, since he won’t be considered a “big baby” as long as his birth weight is under nine pounds.  With just eleven days to go, it’s unlikely he’ll pack on another pound and a half.

But I know what you’re waiting for is the picture.  So here you go:

And I know what a couple of you are thinking: B3 has duck lips!  Well, we know whose nephew he is.

Do I dare to eat a peach?

August 27, 2008

I guess there’s not really a good time to have gestational diabetes–and I have to admit that dealing with this kind of restricted diet during the holidays would be much worse–but it has been hard to pass up so many delicious summer fruits.  At least cakes and cookies generally don’t have much redeeming nutritional value, making it easy to see the advantages of avoiding them, but fruit, for heaven’s sake….  Anyway, I’ve given in and eaten strawberries, peaches, and grapes, but only in strict moderation.  I hope I return to good health after the baby arrives, so I can go back to enjoying the produce section.

In other news, I was back at the doctor’s office today, for my weekly check-up.  B3 put on a good show on the fetal monitor, though at first he squirmed right off the chart.  After some adjustments, he did just fine and managed not to land us in the hospital this time.  The doctor’s examination gave no indication that the little fella is in any hurry to join us in the outside world, but the plan is still to get him out on or before September 14.  Good thing, too, since “Wow, you look huge” is actually overtaking “Hot enough for you?” as the comment I hear most often.