Monday, August 04, 2008
So E went to the pediatrician today. I'm getting the hang of putting the car seat into taxis - and of course, the magic words are, "You can start the meter." E was very good at the doctor's until he got his shots - diphtheria, polio and meningitis, I think - then his face turned red and he screamed. I was able to nurse him with my handy nursing cover in the waiting room, and that seems to be a cure for all ills.
Which brings me to another point - the doctor thinks he should only be getting up once a night (sleeping 3-hour stretches consistently, instead of 1 3-hour stretch followed by 2-hour stretches). She said I should put him in the crib, after making sure he is changed and fed, and let him get to sleep on his own - even if he cries. I don't know if I can do that.
He weighs 13 pounds and 12 ounces!