So at the last visit to the pediatrician we had a bit of an upset. Turns out that your initial newborn screening had an "abnormality" on the thyroid test, meaning we had to return to the hospital the very next day to get blood drawn from you so they could run additional tests. I'm not too worried about it overall. I'm a little annoyed that no one brought it to our attention earlier, but beyond that, I imagine that it's just a fluke. After all, you hadn't established a food supply and you were already under all sorts of injury and stress. Your follow up screening didn't raise the doctor's eyebrow, however, it was a different pediatrician across town and this new doctor doesn't have those results. However, my mother does have thyroid problems, so I don't judge the doctor too harshly for wanting a further test. In fact, they wanted to do a complete newborn screen again. I'm sorry, but I took you back the next morning and let them draw blood. I though they would prick your foot, but I was completely wrong. On nurse held your arm out and the other drew the blood. She was nice about it, yet since you can't see the vein she stuck you with the needle, then had to move the needle around to find the vein. It was a horrible experience... much worse than the shots by far. In fact, the band they used to strap around your upper arm was tight enough that it caused lots of little bruises to appear down your arm from where the little vessels had popped.
This being said, I was right there with you. I held you while they took the blood and held you close after it was over. Since then I have not heard from the doctor, and again I don't worry. No news is good news as far as I'm concerned. You have recovered nicely, going about your ways... except for one, small change.
Above: I am so very happy that I managed to get pictures of your baby smile. Bubble gum tongue, soft pink gums, it is a profoundly special feeling I have whenever you smiled for me! (September 2011)
As a testament to just how presumptuous doctors are, I feel the need to first tell you that the pediatrician was so very adamant that you weren't going to get your teeth for another few months. Well, I woke up on Saturday morning to discover that your first tooth was working its way through! It explains why you have been so very fussy. Why you have not been sleeping well, sometimes waking up in a fume of tears! Yes, it all makes sense now, and I feel that once again I underestimated my instincts. I should pay more attention to them. You have been teething all along, and at an alarming rate! Now your first tooth is coming in! It's the front, bottom left tooth. I hope it cuts through soon, for it seems to cause you discomfort greatly. It's very nearly there, and it's Monday now, so I expect that tomorrow or the day after you should have it through the gums completely. I am so excited, I don't know why. I loved you without teeth, and actually wasn't looking forward to the day you got them, however, now that it's actually here I'm ok with it. I suppose it's because it means you are healthy and growing, and progress like this is not the kind one wishes to hinder. You are growing up, and there's no stopping it. It reminds me to enjoy the time I have with you, because you are always changing and each phase is special.
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