Red had his 4 month appointment at the doctor today. We have good news all around. He is 15.1 lbs. He is 23.5 inches tall. His head is 16.5 inches around. For weight and head circumference he is in the 25 – 50th %ile for uncorrected age. Wahoo! For height, he’s just skimming onto the chart at 7th %ile, which isn’t super, but since it is the first time he was chartable, we’ll take it.
Along with that, he is exhibiting all but one of the developmental skills every 4 month old should have. That is, he isn’t rolling. He just doesn’t spend a lot of time on his tummy and that is 100% my fault. Guess I need to make him work a bit harder.
Today, Bella helped me run errands. She was a huge help. She is getting to be quite a great helper. In addition to that, she washed her own hair in the tub tonight. Wet it, scrubbed it up and got a little help on the rinse. What a big girl.
Days like today, when everything seems to be going right, I feel so good to be right here where we are. The sun shining, the ocean blue, the kids thriving, the pediatrician who is so superb there aren’t even words. Even my teeny tiny little beach cottage seems charming, what with over 1/3 of our belongings in a moving pod outside. A little big of empty space, a little room to breathe.
Our time here at the beach is growing short. I hate long good-bye’s.
Before one of my many moves between Minnesota and California, I was completely unhappy and stressed beyond belief. Wracked with doubts about whether or not I was making the right decision. A good friend of mine said, “Well, you can always come back.”
True enough.
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