Happy Birthday to Saralyn! Two months old today!
Naturally, we marked the occasion with three pokes with a sharp needle.
It was “well baby” checkup day, which came with three needle vaccinations and another oral vaccine. As far as Saralyn was concerned, that was the bad news. The good news is that she is growing like champ: her hight is 23.5″ (which puts her in the 95th percentile) and her weight is now over 14 pounds (which puts her in the “off the charts” percentile. Way off the charts.) The nurse asked us to strip her down to the diaper for her checkup, which we did, and she exclaimed “Oh, I just love to see those breastfed babies! I love those rolls on their legs. Fat, FAT legs!!!” (Sigh. Fat thighs on a baby = cute. Fat thighs on her mother = get thee to Weight Watchers… soon.)
I had tons of fears questions for the doctor to address. Mostly, my questions were just the rantings of a worrying mother. But, I mentioned to the Doc that Saralyn seems to be a whole lot LESS flexible than Eleanor. He spent a good amount of time flexing and bending and straightening Saralyn’s legs. After bit, he said that he’s refering us to Scottish Rite Children’s Hospital for an ultrasound of her hips. He wants to rule out a Hip Dysplasia. So, I need to call and schedule something later. (No one seems to be there to schedule anything at 4pm on the last day of the year…) If her inflexibility is from a hip problem, the fix is pretty simple: a brace that holds her hip in the right position until she grows. Speaking of those fat thighs, that was the tipoff for the Doc. He said that the rolls on her thighs were not matching, and that could be a sign of the displasia. So, another point for fat thighs = good.
In short, it’s not a very big deal, but, I will keep everyone posted.
Otherwise, our girl is a wonder: eating, smiling, cooing and just going like a little trooper. We could not be happier with her progress.
You can tell her that Auntie Trish had a cast on her legs for the first 6 months of life due to crooked legs, and that she had to learn to walk in shoes with an orthopeodic brace between them. And just look at how perfectly normal I turned out!
On second thought….
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Love ya’ll
Wow! I never knew that about you! My sister was given braces for her legs, too. My father took one look at them when he got home and said “NO WAY”. He thought it was a terrible thing to do to a child. Things turned out just fine for her, as she goes running all the time.
Perhaps your time in the orthopeodic brace is where your yen for uncomfortable shoes comes from?
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