Another post about Lucy.
And since she is a hog of my Instagram account (wadeanddebbi),
she might as well be a blog hog too.
Sidebar: I do have good intentions of blogging about the other kids this week and the goals we have all made for this year.
(Good intentions does not mean I will get it done, right?)
Back to Princess Lu-Lu and a couple cute pictures from our phones.
(nickname courtesy Wade)
(nickname courtesy Wade)
She had her 2 month appointment this morning.
She is 10 pounds on the dot. I think maybe 3 pounds are in her cheeks.
The tiny little pint is in the 25% for weight.
She was 22 inches tall, putting her in the 25% for height too.
And her head was 14.2, which put her in the 3rd percentile. She might have a small head, but her hair makes up for it, right?
Wade took this and he thought he was being so funny. Like mother, like daughter?
Avery once approached me while I was nursing Lucy and said,
"Mom, is that were the coke comes from?"
The Dr. did notice that he can still hear her heart murmur. She had one when she was born and we were all pretty sure it go away with time, but since he can still hear it now we agreed we better get it checked out. So off we go Friday to Primary Children's for a cardiology appointment. I would guess it's probably something very similar to Gage's heart murmur (background posts - here, here) and nothing too serious.
(Avery has an innocent one too, that you can only really hear when you listen really well when she has a fever, she's been checked out and is fine)
Wade is already stressed about it. I mentioned it to him when he came home for lunch and he said, "Why can't we just have a normal healthy child!"
I dissagree. I tuck all five of them in bed each night and count my blessings they are at home with me and not in a hospital somewhere. We have our challenges, like everyone does. I think sometimes our problems are easier to find than they were 10, 20 years ago. And that is a blessing. I would rather know, than not know. I wonder how many of us walk around with heart murmurs of health problems we don't know about every single day. And saying our children are "not healthy" is always put into perspective for me when I visit Primary Children's and I am able to go home with them the same day. I remember taking Gage (to the same department) 8 years ago for a check up and meeting a woman in the hall. She then showed me pictures of her baby and told me about how they had lived there...THERE, in the hospital for the past couple months since the baby was born. There are families who live there. When we lived at the U our ward was in charge of helping with sacrament meetings held there every once in a while. I went one time with Wade and one time was all my heart could handle.
I can count my blessings.
So Friday morning (bright and early) off we go.
I feel pretty good about our appointment.
Just look at those chubby little cheeks and all that crazy hair,
No matter what we hear, I think she is perfect.