Joint doctor visit on December 9. Maizey for an eczema check and a flu shot. Lucy for her two-month well-visit (two weeks belated) and first round of vaccines. (Obviously yes, we are pro-vaccine.)
Proud weights...
31.5 lbs. for M.
And, for L,
And, for L,
~12 lbs.
While Lucy was measured 
and stats were collected, Maizey and Dad (!)
perused some quality reading material.
Then it was Lucy's turn to chill while she waited for the doc.
A pose she's quite good at.
Not too long a rest though.
Doctor Kendall appeared and demanded performance.
But, then more resting while big sis got checked out.
Errr, I mean, showed off her reindeer tattoo.
Then, a little QT on the examination table while waiting for the shot delivery.
Sisterly love.
Shots provoked tears but a boob (for Lucy, not Will) and promises of ice cream and a Scooby Doo band-aid, quieted the storm.
And the results?
Lucy is 23.5 inches long which puts her in the 75th percentile for height. Her bald melon is 15.5 inches, also a 75th percentile stat. At 11 lbs., 15.6 oz., she's right in the middle for weight - 50th percentile. She has awesome neck and trunk strength and super head control, but favors her right side so is at risk for torticollis. We were sent home with some physical therapy exercises and at the recommendation of pal Linda, I've started night nursing so she faces left. Seems to be working.
Sadly, she does appear to be dairy sensitive. Not lactose intolerant or dairy allergic. Just sensitive. When I eat milk or anything containing dairy, she isn't hurt - just fussy, gassy and not so great to be around. So, to make my life easier (and harder), I've eliminated nearly all dairy. BTW - seemingly everything processed (read fast, easy and caloric) contains dairy. Wheat bread, cereal, dill pickle potato chips... Needless to say there has been a lot of hummus in my life.
The good? Lucy is an awesomely happy, chill baby girl. Bald, but happy as a clam. Not to mention a super sleeper. And I've lost all my baby weight, plus some. (The visual state of the bod is a different story, but it's winter, so who the hell cares.) The bad? I'm hungry a lot. The sight of cheese pizza and eggnog shakes brings tears to my eyes. And I spend time thinking about food and label reading - not ideal leisure activities.
The good outweighs the bad.
Really, Lucy is great.
On a side note, things around here have been a bit cuckoo. We are two weeks into renovations and calling Ann Arbor our temporary home. I returned to work this week and Will continues to log hellacious hours at the office. Maizey is not loving this and isn't afraid to tell us. And, did I mention it's the holidays?
More on the above later. Tomorrow we're Escanaba-bound so I need to get packin'.
