Just a few days ago, we headed to our local pediatrician for his six month well child check-up.
The verdict? He’s Perfect.
Side note: He’s going to be a small guy.
Also worth noting: I would be awesome if he could start sleeping through the night.
Looking at the statistics, he was born into the 80th percentile for height and weigh. He moved steadily into the 40th percentile at his 4 month checkup, and now is hovering right around the 15th percentile for weight. Growing steadily, but descending on the growth chart.
Our doctor is not concerned at all. This is the way my babies grow, and no amount of diet change will alter the way Paul puts on the pounds (or not).
Reason for speculation: Paul’s 4 year old sister has been classified in the poorly labeled “failure to thrive” category since she’s also been six months old. Over the past few years, we ran an extensive list of tests on her to make sure everything was normal, and the result is that she is 100% thriving and healthy, aside from being a wee bit of a little girl.
It looks like Paul is following in his sister’s footsteps.
Of course, only time will truly tell big (or small) Paul will actually be. And at the end of the day, whether he tops the percentile charts or bottoms out off the chart, it makes no difference to me.
No matter the size or shape, he’s my guy, and he’s perfect just the way he is. Charts are dumb, anyway.
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