2-month Well Child

2-month Well Child

Audrey had her 2-month well child appointment with the pediatrician.  It’s the first time I haven’t laughed to myself as I walked in the door.  “Well child” was and is such a misnomer for Keegan.  We’re blessed it’s appropriate for her!  She got a resounding thumbs up from our precious pediatrician today.  She weighed 10lbs 3oz and measured 21 inches long, which puts her in the 27th and 9th percentiles, respectively.  Sorry, chica – you got your mama’s height!  😉  The doctor was amazed at her neck and trunk strength.  I wish I could take credit for that, but we have been putting her on her tummy from the get-go merely because she hated being on her back for the first month or so.  I guess it paid off!
Unfortunately, she was prescribed prevacid today because her reflux is so bad (which is incidently, why she probably hated being on her back for so long and earned her the nickname “Miss Fussbuckets”).  Poor thing has been refluxing pure stomach acid, and the doctor even noted some irritation in her throat.  While I hate putting our healthy child on medication, we’re hoping it will be only for the short term and will help her be more comfortable.  The other issue we had to address today was the rash/baby acne she has been battling for the last several weeks.  We’re going to try a few different tactics, but if it doesn’t go away by the three-month mark, the doctor said it may be a milk allergy and require a change in her formula.  Whatever it takes…I miss my sweet-cheeked little girl.
Audrey still adores her big brother, and I hope that this is just the beginning of a great relationship between the two of them.  She tracks him as he moves around the room, and he definitely makes her smile with his “where’s Audrey?” routine.  He is a great big brother, and he can calm her down just by taking her little hand in his.  So cute.  I can only imagine what she’s thinking when she sees him running around like a little tornado (like here, where he’s dumped an entire 64-count box of crayons out and is coloring on the items in his doctor kit).  If she has half his energy when she’s mobile, I will be in serious trouble!  Can you see Keegan’s forehead in this picture?  Yeah, it is covered in a giant bruise and is twice it’s normal size because he tripped and ran smack into the corner edge of a dresser at my parents’ house…while airborne!  Seriously, can you imagine having two of them running around causing trouble?!  I have nightmares about it already.

On a sad but funy note…I had to include this picture.  This is when your medically dependent child knows too much.  Keegan loves to bring items up to you and have you name them for him.  Luckily, he’s now started trying to say the word you tell him it is.  For instance, we have added some real life medical supplies to his play doctor kit.  While I was taking these pictures, he showed me this g-tube extension, and I said “tube”, which he repeated.  He then pulled up his shirt and held it up to his button without prompting.  I had to shake my head – sad but still my cute little bug at the same time.