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March 19, 2006
Saturday
Jeff stayed home with Linna so he could work, which is hard - when he works all weekend I don't get any kid-free time. And anyway, Linna was fussy enough that he didn't get much done. And she's started refusing the bottle, which I was afraid of. Well, Ethan was the same and we survived, right?
Last Thursday was her two-month appointment. She's now 11 lbs 2 oz, which puts her at the 75th percentile for her age. As the doctor said, the fact that she came early is now just a memory. She's at the 50th percentile for height (guess the tall gene hasn't kicked in yet?), and the 75th for head size. Will her head be as gargantuan as Ethan's? I don't know.
The terrible thing was they found a hair wrapped around one of her little toes, which was swollen up and looked like a little mushroom. The doctor couldn't even get it off for an hour. We had to ice her toe, submerge her foot in cold water (she loved that), and finally they got it off with tweezers and scissors. Now her toe is fine. But it does explain why she was so uncharacteristically fussy the night before...
It's funny how people always ask, "So, is she letting you sleep through the night?" Does anyone with a newborn ever answer yes?
Posted by ktingey at March 19, 2006 03:09 PM