Joshua’s two month well-baby appointment took place last Tuesday. Josh weighed in at 14 pounds, 12 ounces! He’s only two ounces away from doubling his birth weight. We had been suspecting that he was a big boy, given that he had blown through and out of his three-month clothes in a matter of weeks and is well into six-month clothing, with many of those no longer fitting him either. He is actually in the 97th percentile for weight and 90-95th percentile for height. He’s also grown four inches since birth.
I really think I now know why I was so sick with the extreme nausea throughout the first eight months of my pregnancy–it was my body’s way of keeping this boy small until he came out of me. As late as early August, the midwife ordered an ultrasound worrying that he was too small. The ultrasound estimated him to be about four pounds and in the next five weeks before he was born, he put on just over three more pounds (during which time, I was finally able to eat more normally). Once out of me, he really took off. I think our bodies know better than we do. Could I have really handled giving birth to a 10 or 11 pound baby? I cannot even imagine.
Below is a picture of Josh and I going for a walk so you can see how big he is on me. When I walk wearing Joshua, you can bet that I am doing a weight bearing exercise! He is my sweet big, big boy.
These days, everyone says that he looks just like Chris. It appears he is also going to be tall like his daddy. I suppose that I will, one day, be dwarfed by both of my sons. That’s good. And Hannah, well, she gets to hang out here in the low “5 foot something” area with me.