Growing Boy

Update from the pediatrician:

We went for Henry's first visit on the day after we were released from the hospital. At all of 48 hours old, he had (oddly enough) not started gaining back the weight he initially lost after birth. I may not have a ton of experience here, but I didn't think this was anything to worry about. He had lost about 8oz. The doctor asked us to come back in the next day to check his weight and see if he was making progress. We were a little annoyed at this, because every time we go in we have to pay a copay, but we did it anyway. By Friday, he was up to 7lbs, 1 oz. This was good... half way back to his original weight. I told the nurse practitioner who was seeing him that my milk was for sure coming in and that he was eating well and all that, but guess what: I had to bring him back on Monday just to make sure. Grr... After a stellar weekend of eating and pooping (nice runny, yellow poop*, I might add), I was pretty confident that we had absolutely nothing to worry about. In fact, I nearly called on Saturday to cancel the appointment for Monday. But I didn't get around to it. Anyway, Grandma P. came with us to the office, since Matt was back at work. The nurse was shocked when I told him that I'd changed at least 8 poopy diapers in the last 24 hours or so, but when she weighed him he came in at 7lbs, 8 oz. So he'd put on nearly half a pound in three days. So good, in fact, that the doctor didn't even need to come in to check him out.

And so our little boy is healthy, growing, and generally doing very well. We couldn't be happier. You should all come to visit (soon!), because this little munchkin is amazing. Yay!

*The first non-black poop that came out, Matt proudly brought (ran) the diaper out to show me. Hehe. Ahh, milestones.