2 month check-up

Yesterday I had my 2-month check-up with the Dude. He seems to be really happy with how I'm growing and he says that I look great. I'm now 10lbs 1oz (45%), 22.5" long (70%), and my head circumference is 39cm (55%). At this rate, I'm going to be able to put my big brother in a headlock by the time I'm 18 months old!

Mama asked the Dude about my affinity for projectile vomiting. He said that it sounds like I have acid reflux (just like my big brother), and my way of doing it is to store up a bunch of milk in my belly until I explode violently. Neither Mama nor I is a fan of this particular manifestation of acid reflux. I vomit so much that it comes out of my mouth and nose, and then I gag and choke, which scares me. I also get milk trapped in my throat, which makes me wheeze and rattle like an old man with emphysema. However, as long as I continue to nurse willingly and gain weight well, apparently I'll grow out of it.  In the meantime, Mama will be doing lots and lots of laundry.

The Dude also recommended that Mama and Daddy get the H1N1 vaccine in order to protect me. Z will also get the vaccine at his 2-year check-up, but since I am too young to get it, it's important to try to keep my caretakers healthy as a first line of defense.  Mama and Daddy have never been fans of getting the flu shot, but they did have Z get it last year on the Dude's recommendation.  Now that we have H1N1 around and Z and I are in the most vulnerable age group, it looks like everyone's getting a shot this year!

Speaking of which, I got my first set of shots at my appointment.  I did not like them.  First the nurse distracted me by giving me an oral vaccine for rotovirus.  Then she pulled out the needles -- three of 'em -- and verrrrrrrrrrrry slooooooooooowly stuck my thighs.  I turned bright red and started screaming when I felt the first one, and continued to scream for approximately 3 weeks as Nurse Ratchet took her time giving me the next two shots (seriously, could she have BEEN any slower?).

Mama looked like she was ready bite Nurse Ratchet for going so slowly, and I could tell that it took all of her strength not to snatch me up before the shots were over.  The instant the nurse put the bandaids on my legs, Mama scooped me up, snuggled me close, and sang to me to help me calm down.  Then I got to nurse, which made me relax and start to drift off to sleep.  Mama got me dressed and put me in the car seat, and I don't remember much after that...