First, I had to strip him down to his diaper to check his weight. He's up to 11pounds exactly... which is up almost 4pounds since birth. Which is excellent. Then, they checked his height. He's now 23in. long, which is up 4.5in. from birth. He's in the 90th percentile for height, and the 50th for weight.
Then came the fun part. The needles. I held him in my lap, and the nurse gave him his first one. He cried as soon as the nurse put the needle in his leg. I had just calmed him down when the nurse told me to rotate him so she could give him the next one in his other leg. It was at this point that she told me this was the more painful needle.
So, I rotated him, and she gave him another needle. And he cried. Louder than I have ever heard him cry before. So, I calmed him down once again. And I got him dressed. And we waited in the waiting room for the required 15mins. And I fed him, hoping he'd go to sleep in the car, and be full enough that he'd stay asleep when we got home. He didn't.
So, we got home, I tried snuggling him to sleep, which didn't work. So, I put him in his swing, and he giggled and laughed and talked in it for about half an hour. When he got fussy, I held him. He felt a little bit warm, so I checked his temperature to see if he had a fever (the doctor warned me that he could get one). He was fine. I tried to feed him a little bit more, but he wouldn't take anything but his soother. So, I held him, and he cried himself to sleep.
I put him down, and he was quiet for an hour or so, and now he's awake again.
