As a mother of two when going out and about I always have decide what the best way to transport everyone to and from the car as well as once we are at the destination. The only place that is a no brainer are those rare gems that have the double carts, they easily fit a toddler and an infant car seat. The next is the single carts that may or may not be large enough to fit the car seat in the back and the toddler in the front, and of course the worst of all is the non cart errands and the debate between the stroller (who goes in and who stays out), the moby wrap, the car seat, and the always risky Toddler alone on two feet. I started the morning out with this debate as I was solo taking Jericho to her 2 month appointment. Knowing that I would need two hands to strip Jericho down for the weigh in I opted for the toddler in stroller and the infant in moby wrap.
The 2 month appointment started out with a weigh in, I guessed 14 pounds 6 ounces and Jason went with an even 15 pounds. We were both wrong as Jericho weight in at a light (haha) 13 pounds 13 ounces putting her in the...wait for it....95th percentile! Blythe at 2 months was in the 75th percentile weighing 11 pounds 3 ounces.
Next up is the length where Jericho matched Blythe's 2 month length at 23 inches putting them in the 80th percentile.
So as you are digesting these super high percentiles I should add Blythe's 2 year stats. She weighted in at 22.5 pounds, putting her in the 5th percentile and she was 32 inches tall, putting her in the 8th percentile. A FAR stretch from those 75th and even 80th percentiles she was hitting in the beginning and leaving just 9 pounds between herself and her 2 month old sister.
After the length it was time for the doctor to give Jericho a look see and tell us how perfectly healthy she is. And then comes the bad part, except this time it wasn't so bad. First is the oral polio which Jericho swallowed down like it was a nice change from the norm (Blythe was already crying at this point, at her 2 month check-up that is), and then the 3 shots. The first shot went in and she kinda looked around like "hey, that wasn't cool," and then the second and the third quickly followed. By the second one she was crying, but not wailing like Blythe and as soon as the band-aids were on she was..Over.It....no comfort nursing for this one. I would also like to add that I was MUCH better than I was at Blythe's 2 months check-up, I forgot that we videoed it (http://jamonwilkes.blogspot.com/2008/10/2-months-old.html), no tears (guess you earn that as a second time mom), and a happy balance between comforting Jericho and still giving Blythe attention as she performed the doctor tasks on BAB.