One week after his 9 month birthday, Finley visited the doctor to get poked and prodded, weighed and measured. Waiting for the doctor and watching him crawl all around and pull up on all the chairs, made me smile as I thought about the huge changes he's gone through since our last visit at 6 months. He wasn't even sitting up then and while he was rolling, he certainly wasn't purposely mobile. This time around, the only pictures I managed to take of him were as he attempted to escape the exam room!
Finley weighs a whopping 19 lbs 13 oz and is 29 1/2 inches long. This puts him in the 36th percentile for weight and 85th for height, a long and lean guy! Not much else to report as he was just "perfect" according to the doc. We know he tells everyone this as we have friends with the same doctor, but it's still nice to hear :)
Finley passed his check-up with flying colors...except for one part, the blood draw. Apparently, Finley wasn't quite hydrated enough for his blood to be taken. It wasn't for lack of trying as I loaded him up on milk and water before we left--we even put a heating pack on the inside of his elbow to help his vein...but no dice. The nurse was very sweet and said it's pretty common to not be able to get any, so we should come back after he's had both breakfast and lunch as well as plenty of liquid. The blood is needed to get a base iron level (watching out for anemia) and lead level (in case he starts licking walls or windowsills). So we'll try again later in the week and if we strike out again, we can wait until 12 months.
We got home from the appointment and Finley was eager to get down to his usual morning business (pulling up on everything and throwing his toys all around). I guess the attempted blood drawing only upset me!
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