He was fine until the nurse came in and FORCED me to lay him down on the measuring tape AND the scale! EVIL!!! Then the doctor came in and before he even touched the baby, Rowan was SCREAMING and trying to run away. The doctor was so sweet, and made sure he had the shots ready to go, and we sat quietly and chatted before the exam. "I've done this before," he said.
Weight = 18.5 lbs
Height = 28.5
Head = 18-ish?
Doctor was impressed that we were walking and eating all sorts of things. He's so chill that nothing really phases him though. "This is the point where babies start to get hurt and poisoned, walking around and reaching for things." Oh, ok. nbd.
As expected, the Vaccination Demons arrived that night and no one slept well. Though the rest of Saturday was great, and we went to lunch and babywearing club!