Preface to the good news:
We have been trying to get private health insurance since our BYU health insurance lapsed January 5th. It has been a huge headache and more of an annoyance than I really imagined possible, and we are still in the process of being reviewed. Because we have been among the uninsured, I haven't been able to take Reed to his two month doctor appointment.
We found out on Friday that Reed got accepted into the Medicaid program! So though Ryan and I are still uninsured, at least Reed is covered. I called the doctor this morning and was able to get in this afternoon. We have a new doctor, and I love him--he is great.
And now the bad news:
Head circumference: 40.4 cm (50th percentile) (this is actually still good news)
Length: 22 in. (20th percentile) (still pretty good news)
Weight: 8 lbs. 13 oz. (Less than 5th percentile) (this is the bad news)
Diagnosis? "Failure to thrive" (also part of the bad news). I wish it wasn't called failure to thrive. I might as well wear a big flashing sign that says "failure as a mom." Ryan says it's not my fault (and so does the doctor), but if you heard your baby was failing to thrive, what would you think? We all know why he is small: he isn't getting enough milk. and who provides him with said milk? Me. Sorry to subject you to my pity party...I promise I'm not so gloomy all the time.
Anyway, the doctor referred us to La Leche League, and we have a follow-up appointment with the doctor next week to see if Mr. Failure to Thrive has started thriving at all by then. Hopefully we will have better news for you then.
Reed's skinny legs and battle wounds from vaccinations. I do find it kind of ironic that we have a skinny baby because--let's be honest--Ryan and I aren't exactly supermodels...