I asked about all the drooling and bubbling Cael has been doing, and wanted to know if he thought he was teething already. He said it's very unlikely, and most likely caused by his reflux. He wants Cael to keep getting his medication twice a day. After the pediatrician was done examining Cael and talking to me, he left the room, and the nurse came back in to administer his shots. It's smart that the doctor doesn't do it, this way Cael doesn't associate him with pain.
He got 3 shots and 1 oral vaccine. He (and I) did very well during the shots. I didn't get upset like I thought I would, and aside from screaming the instant the first shot was given, he calmed down almost as soon as I picked him up to comfort him. I know Cael's reaction is based off my reaction, so I didn't want to instill fear of shots into him. So after some quick snuggling from Mommy, I dressed him and we were on our way.
Now, no appointment is complete without an awkward and/or funny story. So here's mine. During the visit, the pediatrician was commenting about how much weight Cael has gained since his last appointment, and he's happy with his weight. There was a pause in our conversation as he went on to inspect Cael. He undid his diaper, and was checking his penis and everything else (I guess for a hernia or abnormalities), and this is the conversation that happened during this moment:
Pedi: So is your husband big?Me: Uh, well, he's...(I pause, stunned at the question).
Pedi: Is your husband tall?
Me: OH! Yes, he's 6'1", and my dad was 6'5".
I totally thought that he was asking about Matt's penis size! At the same time, was wondering why he was asking me this, because I didn't think Cael was abnormally sized. What a great time to phrase a question like that!! I'm so happy I didn't answer the way I was going to, or I would have been more embarrassed! I'm not sure if he caught on to what I *thought* he was asking me. But if he did, he sure didn't show it, and definitely didn't skip a beat. Too funny, and way awkward on my part.
All in all, our lil' man is growing quite well, and I couldn't be happier. He's still struggling with spitting up and reflux, but I'm very thankful that is all he's dealing with. He goes back again in 2 months, when he's 4 months old, for his second round of shots. At least I'll know what to expect at that appointment. Unfortunately, it won't be with the same pediatrician. I really love his doctor, but my insurance is going to be cancelled the first of December, and he will then be considered out of network under Matt's plan. We'll be (hopefully) taking him to our primary doctor, whom we love dearly, but he's not a pediatrician, but a general practitioner. He's very good, but as much as I love him, I'm very fond of Cael's doctor. Oh well, it will all work out in the end.
As Cael is growing bigger, I'm shrinking. When I stepped on the scale on Tuesday, I was shocked to see I weighed 105! I have not been that light since high school! Even when I was going to the gym 5 days a week, I didn't get down that low. That's a total of 44 pounds I've lost since delivery, 18 pounds of which are below my pre-pregnancy weight. I felt this was an excessive amount given that I've been losing so much weight per week, so I called my midwife.
She's afraid my thyroid is now over-active, so she sent me for blood work to check it. She also had my iron checked at the same time to see where that is at. I'm still taking iron twice a day, and I want to know when I can stop it. However, they don't want me to stop it unless my hemoglobin is back to normal levels. I should find out the results either Monday or Tuesday, and may even have an appointment with her depending on the results. If my thyroid is normal, then I definitely have to go in to see if we can figure out why I'm losing so much weight. I'm eating normally, and not doing anything different in my daily routine. So we shall see. I welcome being this light, as long as everything is ok. My fear, though, is that I will gain a lot back when I stop breastfeeding. We shall see.