Today was Aiden's first appointment with Dr. Food. He weighed in at approximately 19.8 lbs. I say approximately, because she didn't have an infant scale and Aiden can't stand up on the big people scale. I had to be weighed first and then be weighed while holding Aiden. I hate scales and refuse to put myself on one. I know that I still do not have my pre-Aiden body back. I see my butt on a daily basis and I'm not happy with it. I do not need a scale to tell me I have more than a ghetto booty.
But I have lost 13 lbs since January. Only 25 more to go. The longer
Chris is at home (you'll have to
email me for permission to view that blog) and Aiden's medical team stress me out, I should be back to my happy size 2 before I know it.
Anyhoo, the nutritionist brought out the
growth chart. I immediately inform her that Aiden won't even register on that since it was the one for "typical" kids. She asked if Aiden had cerebral palsey. (Yes, I am still scratching my head at that one. I mean, granted Aiden's physical characteristics of Down syndrome are mild, but come on!) I said, "Nope, Down syndrome." She went to get the "downs chart". Aiden is in the 25th percentile on height, but barely breaks the 5th percentile on weight.
Then we went over the medical issues. All the heart issues. Her first thought was heart related. Yep, that is the common thought until I told her what the last
surgical conference said. We went over the lack of thyroid issues. It could be genetic since I had a body with relatively no body fat before Aiden. It could be genetic in the sense that something else could be wrong with my child. It could be congenital.
Aiden is receiving enough calories from the pediasure to maintain the body of a chunky child. However, Aiden is not chunky in any way shape or form. So, this presents a complicated case. (Yeah, like anything Aiden related can be simple.)
Her thought is to plump him up by feeding the child more. More protein. More dairy. More anything that the child is going to eat.
But I have lost 13 lbs since January. Only 25 more to go. The longer Chris is at home (you'll have to email me for permission to view that blog) and Aiden's medical team stress me out, I should be back to my happy size 2 before I know it.
Anyhoo, the nutritionist brought out the growth chart. I immediately inform her that Aiden won't even register on that since it was the one for "typical" kids. She asked if Aiden had cerebral palsey. (Yes, I am still scratching my head at that one. I mean, granted Aiden's physical characteristics of Down syndrome are mild, but come on!) I said, "Nope, Down syndrome." She went to get the "downs chart". Aiden is in the 25th percentile on height, but barely breaks the 5th percentile on weight.
Then we went over the medical issues. All the heart issues. Her first thought was heart related. Yep, that is the common thought until I told her what the last surgical conference said. We went over the lack of thyroid issues. It could be genetic since I had a body with relatively no body fat before Aiden. It could be genetic in the sense that something else could be wrong with my child. It could be congenital.
Aiden is receiving enough calories from the pediasure to maintain the body of a chunky child. However, Aiden is not chunky in any way shape or form. So, this presents a complicated case. (Yeah, like anything Aiden related can be simple.)
Her thought is to plump him up by feeding the child more. More protein. More dairy. More anything that the child is going to eat.