Today Daniel and I took the boys to their 2 month well baby appointment. They were weighed and measured. Daniel is now 10 lbs. 8 oz. and 21 inches. Anthony is 10lbs. 13 oz. and 22 inches. Besides getting weighed and measured, they got several shots. Despite the gentleness of the nurse, the boys were traumatized (as were we!) The scream that came out of them broke our hearts. They were cries I wish we didn't ever have to hear again, but we will since today's shots were just the first of a series. The boys didn't have much of an appetite the remainder of the day. They pretty much slept the day away. Anthony was affected much more than Daniel. He actually threw up his formula, and it was projectile in nature! Hopefully tomorrow they will back to normal. The boys were still somewhat "out of it" on Thursday. On Friday, Baby Daniel was really lethargic, and we had to take him to urgent care. He wasn't running a fever, but he was not acting as he normally does. A CBC, chest xray and stomach xray found nothing to be the matter. The pediatrician on duty said it could have been that since Daniel, Anthony, and I had all been sick, Baby Daniel was finally getting it. Supposedly symptoms can manifest as late as five days later, which meant it had nothing to do with the shots. Better safe than sorry I say.
This week we gave the boys their first bath in the bathtub. They seemed to have liked it, and we got some pretty neat shots of them. They have these cute little rolls of fat. Why are those little cherub rolls only cute on babies?
One of Daniel's clients owns a store that carries all kinds of Cuban and Puerto Rican t-shirts. He gave the boys these. Thank you, Chico!
1 comment:
the worst part of being a parent is seeing them cry. The older they get the louder they'll yell!
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