Okay, so he’s still my little man, but Thomas has gained five ounces since he was born on the 28th. Mama’s milk does a body good. He seems to be handling my abundant milk supply quite well. He audibly gulps it down and hasn’t spit up much at all.
My husband worked all weekend and when he was home on Monday and had some time to examine the nugget, he couldn’t believe how much Thomas had filled out in just a few days.
My hungry man.
In other not-so-happy news, after celebrating his weight gain at the pediatrician yesterday I sat with him on my lap while the doctor listened and listened to his heart. He squirmed. I did, too, wondering why it was taking so long. My pediatrician isn’t worried and I’m trying not to be, but she has referred us to a pediatric cardiologist just to make sure what she’s hearing is only what’s known as a flow murmur and nothing to be concerned about and not a ventricular septal defect (VSD). So I’ll be trekking to the big city to see a pediatric cardiologist on Friday. We had a lot of false alarms this pregnancy, and I’m assuming this will turn out to be the same thing. Even if it is a VSD, my husband says it’s likely a very small one that will close all on its own as my little boy grows. Still, prayers for a mama who’s not supposed to worry but really can’t help herself are much appreciated.