The Pediatrician visit actually went really well; Claire was really in a good mood and handled all the poking and prodding. We asked about the red spot. It's a hemangioma, and it'll get a little bigger, but hopefully go away by age 3. Here are the stats:
Weight: 11 lbs, 8 oz - 75th percentile (woot)
Length: 23 3/4 inches - 90th percentile (wow!)
I've got a big baby girl! We're so happy with it! Bryce had to be reassured: she is not being overfed. It's okay that her rolls have rolls!
The shots were less than fun, but actually it was pretty funny in a sick humor kind of way. Claire was just burbling along, took the oral rotavirus and attempted to spit some out, but most of it went in. She was just staring around and then "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!" Her face was all screwed up and purple. The shots took all of one second because the nurse was so fast, but, man, Claire let the world know she was p-i-s-s-e-d. It was pretty hilarious the change from content baby to freaked out and angry at the world baby. I couldn't stop giggling. And once she had her bottle, she didn't care, either.
She was pretty fussy the rest of the day, but we just gave her oral Infant Tylenol and she slept fitfully that afternoon. Wouldn't let us put her down at all until bedtime that night.
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