As miserable as Simon has been for the last week, I hated to think about how he'd be after a doctor visit with shots. All things considered, I think he came through as a real trooper. While the teething seems to have leveled out, he's extra tired and his legs seem itchy and sore. Poor little guy can't catch a break! Diana had a dentist visit this afternoon, so she's feeling suboptimal too.
The doctor told us just about everything we expected regarding his development so far. 95th percentile for weight, 90th for length, 70th for head size. His motor skills are all good, even though he's not that willing to roll over. That he sits up and can play, can two-fist toys, etc., means he's doing just fine in that arena. He did a good job standing for the doctor and making a nice array of noises for her (with a little raspberry encouragement). He's getting the right amount of foods and such, and Diana has been super proactive with that, making a lot of his food with this little steamer-masher thingy. The boy is definitely getting his vitamins! Apparently, he's also more likely to lose his baby teeth by kindergarten, and the other kids will be jealous. All around, he's healthy, if a little chubby.
The unfortunate thing about the teething, especially in such a huge wave of four simultaneous teeth, is that he's been a bit picky about the bottle. He was a little better the last two days, but he's not packing it away the way he used to. The plus side of this is that for much of the last week, he's been getting up before midnight to eat. That's good because it increases the likelihood of him doing an eight-hour stretch of sleep, and because it means I get to have some nice one-on-one time with him. The feeding goes really smoothly, and then he's all sleepy and sweet as I change his diaper and he tries to cuddle a little. It's the most adorable thing ever, and I could just squeeze the crap out of him! With all of the crankiness and whimpering, it's nice to see him so happy and chilled out, if only for a few minutes.