The pediatrician (Whatta boob)

Yesterday Beth took Zoe to the pediatrician for some shots, (flu, vaccines, etc) and a reg'lar checkup. This was a cause of slight stress for me because a few months ago the perfect storm for Allen's neurosis was starting to manifest: Zoe's weight was in the lowest percentile (around 10%) and her height was also low, no shock there, considering that Me, my mother and both grandmothers on my side make up our own lollipop guild. But, it was that coupled with Dr. Nagle's demand that Zoe eat around 8 ounces per feeding and that she consume 35 ounces a day that had my fear hackles up. This kid does NOT eat 8 oz a pop. We're lucky if we get 5 into her. We toss more formula than we make most of the time. Sometimes she will surprise us and down 7 but that's a rarity. So, at 4 oz per feeding we're looking at feeding her 9 times a day. She wakes up at 7 and goes to bed at 7. So, we would have to feed her every hour and 15 minutes. So, I was concerned, needless to say, that we weren't feeding her enough. Can you imagine a LULU not eating enough? Ha! But Zo has been on a tear lately. Chomping down every kind of solid food we give her. We started, of course, with rice, but moved quickly to mashed bananas, peas, squash, green beans, etc. The rice is useless. It's too watery and bland. Zo has a non-discerning pallette, it seems. Prunes? Awesome. Pears? Why not? We open it, she tastes it, then she grabs the spoon and wants more more more.
So, when Beth was taking her in I was on pins and needles waiting to find out the result.

I shouldn't have worried.
Zo has climbed out of the cellar and is now around 40% for both height and weight. The doc was pleased. He also told us to start biscuits. I know, every label says to wait until they are 9 months but I think that is for the company's protection. Once she got the hang of what the biscuit was about, Zozo wouldn't let it go. I think she got more ON her then in her, but she did a pretty good job. Only gagged once.

Zoe's also taken to waking up a lot at night. The reason? She has begun to roll over. We can't keep her on her back at night. She is all the over onto her tummy within minutes. The doc is also unafraid of SIDS at this point. Zo has the capacity to pick herself up, he says. I concur. She is moments away from crawling. But, she cries because she hasn't quite figure out how to extricate her other arm from underneath after she has rolled. I wonder if it is falling asleep. THAT would suck. Regardless, we're in for some loooooong nights until she figures this one out.

Let's see, what else?

She's ahead of schedule for most things, this kid. She's supposed to be making "da da" and "Ga ga" sounds about now, but she has been doing that for weeks. She is supposed to be pushing up to stand with her legs (assisted) at around 6 or 7 months, but she's been doing THAT for months. And pincers. Babies are rakers, using their whole hands to grab stuff. Pincing comes around month 10. Zo alternates between the two. It's about even. But I don't think she's supposed to even be doing that yet.

Lastly. Beth thought she noticed a lump in one of Zo's boobs. Like a cyst or something. So, she asked the doc about it. Nope, not a cyst. Zoe has a lot of hormones. It's a boob. She has the very teeny, weeny makings of a boobie under there.
Apparently it's pretty normal. I think she's going to be that girl who develops early. Like 10 or 11. Damn, a LOT of boys are gonna want to do homework with her........

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