She had her 2 week well-baby appointment Friday afternoon, and sure enough, she was 8 pounds, 1/2 ounce. That was after I gave her a bottle of 2 ounces of pumped milk in the car when we got there (and of course she promptly had a huge poopy diaper, of all the times to poop, grrr). The doctor wasn't too terribly concerned, since she looks and seems so healthy, but I have to go back in Wednesday for another weight check at the lactation clinic. I've continued with the syringe after nursing, but she will only take about 1/2 ounce. She really isn't hungry anymore after she finishes nursing, and it seems like she is getting good feeds from me. I can tell her latch is good and her suck is strong, and she is swallowing the way it is supposed to be. I easily pump about 5 ounces in 15 or 20 minutes, so I know I have enough milk. Weird. So it's still taking forever to feed her. I need to weigh her again tonight to see if there's been any improvement since yesterday.
I also had my follow-up appointment yesterday afternoon. Bethesda is trying a new thing--instead of a 6 week post-partum check, they are doing one at 2 weeks, in conjunction with the 2 week well-baby appointment. So Verity got examined first, then a tech took her to do her 2 week metabolic screening, and I went across the hall where an OB doctor was. Since I didn't tear or anything, there was really nothing to examine or even talk about, but I think it is a really good idea to combine appointments like that! As the doctor said, they found that most women, if they were going to have questions or problems, had them in the first 2 weeks, and by 6 weeks were pretty much over all that. And I am all about not having to make extra trips to Bethesda! (Although apparently Verity didn't get that memo, LOL)
In the meantime, everyone else is keeping busy! Bob's sister Ann drove up from Richmond yesterday afternoon, braving the crazy Friday afternoon Beltway traffic. Bob, Ann, and the 3 girls drove up to PA today to celebrate their mom's 88th birthday. Ann made lots of good Polish food, plus a cake--sounds like a party!
Nathan was also off early this morning, on his way to take the SAT for the last time. Unfortunately, there was no Polish food, no cake, and definitely no festive party atmosphere there at the high school. But now it's done! Yay!