When Natalie falls or gets hurt, she usually only wants Amy. Try as I might to comfort her, there’s nothing like Mommy-love.
But a surprising thing happened this morning after Natalie fell and bumped her head. Amy picked her up, but she reached for me instead! And I got her to stop crying!
Score one for Dad!
(This picture was taken on Father’s Day.)
Natalie saw the pediatrician this morning for a well-baby visit. This is the third doctor we’ve tried from Princeton Nassau Pediatrics. Dr. Hemrajani seemed a little young, but her bedside manner was phenomenal, especially after the last doctor who was curt and didn’t try to engage with Natalie at all.
Here are Natalie’s nine-month growth statistics (which the doctor wrote down in surprisingly neat penmanship!):
Weight: 20 lbs., 4 oz.: 80%
Height: 30 inches: >97% (The doc actually used the term “off the charts”!)
The only negative part of the visit was that Natalie had to get 4 shots! She cried and did her head-jerk thing she does when she’s really hysterical as a result of getting hurt or scared (even after giving her prophylactic ibuprofen). I realized that Natalie isn’t an infant anymore when nursing didn’t comfort her completely. I felt kinda sad about that. Thank goodness for Cheerios, which lived up to their name and cheered her up right away. She fell asleep in the car on the way home and napped for 2 whole hours!
Here she is with band-aids on her legs. I’m not sure why they use band-aids—pulling them off just adds to the pain of the shots and makes her cry all over again. Next time we’ll tell the nurse “no, thanks.”
Natalie turned nine-months-old—she’s now been in the outside world as long as she was in the womb!
Here’s Natalie in utero, at her 20-week ultrasound:

And Natalie now, at nine-months-old (notice her 4 top teeth!):
