William had his six-week appointment today.
Height = 23 1/2 in.
Weight = 12 lbs.
Head circumference = 40 1/2 cm.
All of his numbers are somewhere in the 80th percentile.
His pediatrician wanted to do a six-week appointment instead of eight-week because she wanted to get a head start on his pertussis vaccine since the CDC declared a whooping cough epidemic in the Bay Area. I still can't stand the look of dismay and distrust on my newborn's face when they get their first shots, although at least I don't cry anymore. And I'm even more grateful that William takes a pacifier because that made soothing him so much easier.
His heart murmur did turn out to be innocent. She was impressed with his head strength (he's been trying since day one) and he even smiled at her (before shots), which "made her day."
William has the cutest half-smile. You may sometimes wonder if he is actually smiling, but then the dimple shows up and you know. I love how he'll just gaze at you and then squirm his whole body as he tries to grunt out a sound. It's these small interactions that make the first six weeks so worth it.
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