We weighed him three times, because at first, the scale said he weighed 9lbs, 12oz... and there was no way that was correct; it would have meant he gained nearly 2lbs in 5 days. So we took him off, zero'd the scale and put him back on. That time he weighed 8lbs 12oz. So we went for a best of three, and the final "official" weight is 8lbs 10oz. It also tells me that he may have actually gained more than was reported last Monday, if this scale is proving to have this kind of +/- tolerance.
Today we were introduced to a third doctor from the practice. I can't remember his name off-hand, but it was something very close to "Dr. Foreskin." (I am just hoping none of the doctors in the practice EVER read this blog.) -- Forstein! That was it! Dr. Forstein did a good job of looking over Ian and discussing his dietary needs with us. I also asked him to look at Ian's circumcision, which we have had some concerns regarding it's proper healing. I'll spare you all from any intimate details, and my son's lifelong embarrassment, but if you are curious you can always email me. Don't anyone be alarmed though, he is functioning properly without any pain or discomfort.
Incidentally, if you ever happen to need to research the public debate on circumcision, I don't recommend Googling the topic because—trust me on this—it returns all sorts of horrid pictures and rants from extremist "purists" claiming that circumcision isn't want God intended (I wonder if any of these nutters are Jewish?)Before we left the office, Ian decided it was time to eat, so the nurses were kind enough to lend us an office to feed him in, and while in there, Ian decided it was time to immediately and explosively drop what must have been a half-pound of his newly gained weight into his diaper (good Lord!). Once we cleaned up the office, we were on our way!
You may recall from a previous post that we switched Ian to the Enfamil Gentlease formula because he seemed to be having discomfort digesting the Similac Advance. Well, he definitely digests the Gentlease better, but we pay for it with insane diaper deposits; we actually may think he's got diarrhea from it. All the symptoms match except that he's not pooping constantly. Gonna have to rethink his formula again.
Then Ian had a nice relaxing day. His Aunt Robyn and cousins came over, but he spent most of the time sleeping in the upstairs nursery.
Later that night, he projectile vomited his latest bottle all over Kristin's shoulder. That was fun!
What have been other people's experiences with different formulas? I'd be interested in finding out.



