Mateo had his nine-month check up. He is in the 80th percentile for height and the 50th for weight -- a huge drop from his six month visit. The doctor said she is not concerned as long as he still has a happy and healthy appetite, as she can sometimes see weight go down significantly once a baby gets mobile. Um... yeah. This dude is on the move in a big way.
It was a bit of a tricky visit, however, as we found out that he has an ear infection. He has had a cold/cough for over a month, and I have been to the doctor three times to be sure it wasn't developing into something more serious. This third visit revealed that the cold/cough that should just disappear on its own instead turned infectious, and he is being treated with antibiotics. It has been two days and he still has a serious cough, and I am nervous about him not getting better by the time we fly. I pray we see improvement tomorrow.
Meanwhile, we also learned that he is slightly anemic, so he is being put on iron supplements. Poor baby.
So overall, not the best visit, what with the poking and the prodding and the testing of the blood. But, developmentally he is doing everything he should be and then some, so the doctor says he is doing great. The poor guy's mouth is just exploding in teeth, which can't help the coughing situation any. The drolling and the jaw ache and then the sore throat -- ugh. It's a miracle he is still his usual cheery self.
Today was my last day at the BCS and I will admit to being a lazy, lazy worker. At one point I just straight up started shopping. About a half hour before I went home, my supervisor called everyone into the office. We have never had a big meeting like this but so it went. I dilly-dallied as per usual and then walked in to find they had a huge cake with "Good luck, Lee Ann!" etched into the frosting. It was so sweet and I was really touched... seeing a store full of people gather around to bid me farewell. I have only known them a few months but there are a few I will truly miss.
In the meantime, we are at 48 hours and counting. I have so much to do between now and then that I hired a babysitter to give me a hand with Mateo tomorrow so that I can get to packing. He will spend his last Friday at day care and then we will leave in the wee hours of Saturday morning.
And then, the insanity will begin.
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