Luke had his two month appointment on Tuesday. Actually, "two month" is a bit of a misnomer; after all, he was 11 weeks old on appointment day - isn't that nearly three months? Anyway, my mommy friends had prepared me that the visit would be traumatic because Luke would get so many shots. I called in a half-day sub so that I'd have plenty of time to go to the appointment, take Luke to Honey and Grandfather's, go to the pharmacy to pick up some Infant Tylenol, and reapply my make-up since I figured I'd end up crying along with Luke.
Well, best laid plans...
Things started normally. We stripped Luke down so that he could be measured and weighed. Check out our growing dude!
- Birth length and weight: 21.5 inches long; 9 lbs
- 11 week length and weight: 25 inches long; 13 lbs, 6 oz.
Whoa! That means Luke nearly gained half of his birth weight for all of you math whizzes out there. : ) Of course the little man was raising hell (hates the nudity, as I've mentioned before) so we re-diapered him and headed to the exam room.... where Exorcist Baby appeared.
Dr. Scott enters and, as if on cue, Luke volcano barfs all over his brown velvet blanket (so much for warmth) and himself. Epic stuff. The next few minutes were kind of a blur between Luke's screaming and Dr. Scott's rapid-fire instructions, but in a nutshell, Dr. Scott determined that between the fluid in his ears (we didn't know!), his congestion, his rash on his arm and legs, and his nighttime fussiness, Luke might have a milk allergy. So I did make that trip to the pharmacy - to buy soy formula. So there you have it. My kid is on soy formula. We go back in two weeks to get his ears checked... and get those infamous shots. So far, the formula seems to be helping his congestions, fussiness, and rash. He's spitting up a little less... but that spit up smells like green beans. (Soy formula smells like green beans, which used to be a favorite food. Not so much now, I'm afraid.) Ahhh, the adventure that is parenthood...
Later that week - November 20 - was our four-year anniversary! So hard to believe. We celebrated the way any hip couple would: watching Survivor between diaper changes and feeding frenzy, dining on Chili's to Go (fancy!), and dressing Luke up in his fleece bear suit. (If you study his mouth closely, you can see the spit up making its way out. Seconds later, a white, pastey, green bean-smelling substance made its way all over the cute bear suit.)
All kidding aside, we cherish our anniversary more than all the others we've had. I think Jeremy would agree with me when I say that this was our best anniversary yet, because we have our little Luke. Our gratitude for his safe arrival and continued health is limitless.
Ideally, with some time off this week, I'll be able to take and post more pictures and videos. In the meantime, I wish you all a very blessed Thanksgiving. Hug and kiss your kids and cherished your loved ones!