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My Supermodel Baby

Paisley went in for a weight check-up on Wednesday, which for those of you who have chunky babies or even babies of normal size, is when the pediatrician makes you come in to see how your tiny child is now doing on the growth charts knowing good and well that they're still going to be smaller than most others their age.

Well, guess what...  She's still smaller than 75% of her peers (big woop-te-doo).  But she's taller than average!  She went from weighing 14 pounds, 4 ounces at her last appointment 6 weeks ago and is now 15 pounds, 9 ounces.  I was super ecstatic about her gaining 1.5 pounds that quickly!  Apparently, she's just playing catch-up with the others now. 

Thanks to all of you who have the jumbo babies that set the curve too high for my little petite gal to maintain...  :)     She's eating everything on the planet.  She loves table food the most, but eats baby yogurt, fruits, veggies, and still nurses every 3-4 hours.  Our pediatrician has recommended foods with lots of calories for her since she's such an active baby.

I say she's just going to be a supermodel- tall and skinny! 

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  1. LOL, I have one of those jumbo babies! When we go in to see the doc, we get the "Wow, he is a big boy" comments and I have to ask if they are concerned about his weight all the time because the dr acts like he is a fatty or something! I'm thinking my Addy will be a "supermodel" like your Paisley and I think it's adorable:). You look like you are tiny, too, so I see where she gets it:).

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  2. Haha yeah I've got 2 jumbo babies, sorry about skewing the curve for both Paisley and Sophie. Ah well. I am glad to hear she's growing well though. Honestly, if she is eating well I wouldn't worry too much. We're still worrying about Sophie because she hardly eats compared to her brother. Ugh. =(

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  3. Don't worry about your babies weight, smaller babies are easier to carry around lol...your baby is ADORABLE.

    ICLW!

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