Caedmon had his four month well-baby check-up this morning.
Unlike his appointment at two months, he was very well-behaved, smiling and staring up at the doctor the entire time she checked him out. He now weighs 16 lbs, 12 oz (90th percentile), and is 27 inches long (99th percentile). He's gained 3lbs, 6oz, and grown 4 1/2 inches in two months. Adelaide, at four months, was half an inch shorter and half a pound heavier, and Atticus was half an inch shorter and a full pound heavier. This might lead you to believe he's a long, skinny baby, but seeing his thighs would show you otherwise. The doc seemed to enjoy squeezing his chunky limbs and saying, "Lots of good, healthy baby fat here!" She also placed her thumbs in his fists and let him pull himself up to a sitting and then standing position, and said strength-wise, he's more like a six-month-old than a four-month-old, because he's so steady. Next she rolled him over onto his belly, and was pleased that he's using his hands to lift his chest up. I told her that he's still spitting up a lot, but she said that since he's obviously growing at a rapid rate, it's nothing to worry about. He got two shots in the aforementioned chubby thighs, which made him scream for all of about thirty seconds. He then seemed to forget why he was crying and went back to chewing on my shoulder.
Atticus distracted himself during the exam by struggling with the handle of the door and trying (with much loud and vigorous grunting and straining) to pull open the door to the exam room, which prompted the doctor to comment, "I've never understood why they make those doors so darn heavy. I guess now I know." He never managed to get the door open, but did get two stickers for his efforts.