Today was Cal's 6 month pediatrician appointment (a couple of weeks late). It's probably a good thing he had his appointment late because when he was sick with his ear infection, he wouldn't have been able to have his immunizations.
My big boy weighs a whopping 19 pounds 3 ounces (80th percentile) and is 28 inches long (95th percentile). He's even longer than Jack was! Jack was big but Cal is even bigger.
I asked about the big jump in percentiles and if I should be concerned - he was 75th percentile for both at 3 months - and because his weight isn't concerning, the pediatrician said he is perfectly fine but he might need another meal during the day. Cal will now get two solid meals a day because of this. He won't mind, trust me.
He got three shots and a vial of the Rotavirus goop. He was such a good boy and took all the Rotavirus with no issues. He smiled through his first shot, got a little concerned for the second and made a sad face for the third. Once I picked him up, he was happy as can be.
What made me feel great were the comments from the pediatrician and the nurses. "He is such a happy baby! Is he always this smiley?".
I make big, happy boys. I must be doing something right.