Those of you who have been following me at my old blog know how concerned I was with Jayden’s weight. Once we introduced him to solids and he stopped nursing as much, his weight began to flatline. I’d dread going in for his well visits because he was not gaining weight. Being told that he is on the lower end of the charts for his weight (although he looked perfectly fine) got quite annoying. I know those charts are full of it, but growing up skinny (and feeling like a total runt amongst peers and other family members) has made me super conscious about him staying on the charts.
Sometimes I’d miss the days when he was breastfed, he was such a chunkster. Sometimes I wish he’d relapse, and my milk would replenish, just so he’d get that extra nutrition. We put him on vitamins and even made a chart to make sure he was received the proper amounts from each food group. Well, that didn’t last. We just couldn’t keep up, but luckily his appetite began to increase drastically. We didn’t have to worry too much.
He is going through a major growth spurt right now and his requests for everything in the entire kitchen are more than we can handle. We are happy to see him eating so well though. Thank goodness he is not a picky eater. He is partial to “bwead” (bread), “buh byes” (blueberries), “gapes” (grapes), “tuhkey” (turkey), and “ships” (chips) from Wahmart (Walmart). And whatever we’re having, he’ll have some too.
He recently gained 1lb in one week. I am thrilled and amazed! He’s looking rounder. The rolls are back. I certainly have missed squeezing his chunky thighs and snapping photos of those fat ‘lil booty cheeks *shhh*. He’s also gotten taller and his feet sure have grown. I’ve got a feeling we’re going to be picking up a few articles of clothing, soon. Speaking of which, I’m looking to swap size 6-18months clothing for size 24 month footie PJs. Anyone?
Has there ever been a moment where you worried about your child’s weight only for them to completely blow you away with their growth later? Share your story.