Rachel's Eight Month Non-Checkup

It's official. Rachel is now as big as I was when I was a year old.

I had a doctor's appointment on Friday for an ingrown toenail that has been plaguing me since before Rachel was born. Gross, I know.

The toenail part of the appointment didn't take very long and since the doctor always asks if there's anything else he can do for us I take him up on that. I realize that talking to your doctor about concerns other than what your appointment was made for puts him behind in his schedule, but since my toe took like 2 minutes I figured I could ask a few questions that were completely unrelated to halluces.

I first asked the doctor about moving to Egypt. He made a few recommendations about vaccinations, although I need to find a good travel site and double check the information since my doctor admitted that he's not really an expert on foreign travel. Go figure--he's not an expert at everything.

He also suggested finding some Permethrin to ward off mosquitoes and other pests. Apparently you can spray down your clothes with it and it will last for 6 weeks or so.

After he finished telling me everything he could and I felt that I had milked my $15 for all its worth, I asked if we could weigh Rachel, which turned into a discussion of how breast feeding was going.

With all that extra talk, my appointment still only took about fifteen minutes. And we found out that Rachel now weighs 18 lbs. 4 oz.

I measured her when we got home and she is 29.5 inches tall. She's one tall baby! She's in the 95th percentile for height and between the 25th and 50th percentile for weight.