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July 21, 2008

Well, that was an experience

My wife, my son and I just returned home from a three-day stay at Children's Hospital in Birmingham. Seems little Jacob has both an intestinal virus and faulty nursing mechanics, so he was dehydrated and malnourished. Lemme tell you, being told your child is malnourished really makes you feel like a good parent. (Also, Faulty Nursing Mechanics would be a great name for a rock band.)

But, thanks to a godsend of a nurse named Debbie, we got his nursing mechanics suitably tweaked, and he's eating like Jethro Bodine now. Maybe they won't call Child Services on us now. And blogging will resume once I get a little less bleary-eyed.

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Glad the little guy's doing better. Won't be long before you can buy him that cooking set from the Cook's Corner, and teach him the glories of shag carpeting, orange furniture, and gigantic cars with tail fins. :o]

Prayers and hugs coming your way! This too shall pass. Hang in there.

Hang in there! Troubles with nursing happen to lots of folks. My nephew had a similar start, and he's doing great now. You're not bad parents!

Don't overworry - you did the right thing seeking medical advice. My wife underfed our first due to zany advice from a dimfy maternity nurse and the poor shrimp was malnourished and underfed. So when she got to drink more she ballooned into a roly-poly Hairspray John Travolta. Kids usually lose their baby fat when they start to walk (and then run). Today she's 12 and doesn't hold it against us, we're guilty of much worse things such as not letting her blast her Avril Lavigne records deafeningly, etc.

I went through similar "underweight" scares with both my children -- they've been consistently under the 3rd percentile in weight, though they're about 25th or so in height and head size. It really does make you feel like a fundamental failure (even though it's usually entirely the baby's fault).

Best wishes to Jacob, as well as a little stern lecture: give your parents a break, kid!

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