|"Baby perfectus, 9 months"|
Bobby went for his 9 month well baby checkup. Doc Sullivan had another intern shadowing him this go around. Our boy is TALL. Like, 95th percentile tall. He's just shy of 30 inches tall and weighs in at 21 lbs. They asked us a bunch of questions about his development and Bobby is right on track with his development. Doc Sullivan kept commenting on how very happy Bobby was. He had already told us at our last visit that Bobby was the happiest baby he'd ever seen, but he reaffirmed it at this visit. He said in all his years of pediatric medicine (43 years!) he has never see such a happy child. (Way to make this Momma feel like a million bucks!) We filled out a survey, and if I had been prepared, I would've taken a picture of this survey. It had a lot of normal questions, but some pretty random ones too. For instance: "When you put a Cheerio in a plastic soda bottle, does your child try to fish it out?" Really? Who can honestly put a checkmark in the "Yes" column on that one? Bobby was exempt from a few of the questions, since he's still exclusively breastfed. I wanted to underline "NO" on the following question: "Are you concerned that your child is not vocal enough?" As the doc was leaving the room, he turned to the intern and said "that is the perfect 9 month old, take note".
Also, we discovered at this appointment that Bobby has a new tooth, and 2 more on the way!
He didn't even flinch when the nurse came in to prick his toe for the anemia check. BTW, Bobby's iron levels are A-ok. Kinda hilarious considering I'm anemic, and I'm his only source of iron. Maybe that's why I'm so tired...