I was incredibly relieved to find out he was okay, because we had a little incident as we were leaving. Zack was fussy and not feeling great, so I swaddled him to calm him down. He calmed instantly, and then as I was just about to put him in his carseat, he suddenly spit up so much milk, all over the place, that it was really astounding.
Dramatic reenactment of Z's projectile spit up
The sight of so much liquid coming out of his little head, while the rest of his body was somewhat immobilized by his Swaddle Me, was really strange looking. I had to change him, change myself, and clean the kitchen floor.
Then when we got to the doctor's office, he was all red. I was getting really worried. But two easy explanations. The spitup? Well, I fed him a bit too much in my hurry to get out of the house. He kept crying that he was hungry, so I topped him off with a bottle of expressed milk, just about a half an ounce. And that overloaded him, and then I jostled him a bit, I guess. So up it all came. The redness? It's hot. By the time the doctor showed up, he was back to his usual rosy glow and she said his color looked great.
Dramatic reenactment of Dr. Whang's examination.
(She actually did pose for this picture, because I forgot
to take one during the actual exam. Dr. Whang is cool!)
Our fabulous doctor, Dr. Whang, pronounced Zack "perfect." She said he can now sleep four hours between feedings. She also said to keep him away from crowded areas until he gets his first shots. Naturally, we're taking him on a plane trip to Rhode Island before those shots. I had no idea this was a thing to be wary of! I just hope no one on the plane has polio.