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Ready with his Tylenol Army, Niko braved yet another visit to the doctor’s office this morning. I finally got him in for his six month check up and vaccines. Yes, he is seven months old, and he actually had an appointment scheduled when he was six months, but twice the doctor canceled on us and once I forgot to go the appointment – so this was our fourth attempt. Anyway, apparently the time lines are just loose guides and it really doesn’t make too much of a difference if you go in at six or seven months. But, I am happy to say we are back on track for his nine month check-up, assuming the doctor doesn’t cancel and I get him there on time.

All went well at the check-up today. As for H1N1 she has recommended we not get him vaccinated at this time. But, if the strain is still out there in the Fall then that would be the time to go. Niko weighed in at just over 20lbs today which puts him at the 75th percentile for weight and he’s at the 90th for height. Although, I forgot to ask his exact height, but with Borys and I for parents, we aren’t too surprised that he’s a tall baby.


How many times have I gone to the doctors’ office and waited patiently (pun not intended, but HA! I’m entitled to laugh at my own jokes today…), past my scheduled appointment time to see the physician? Forced beyond my control to be a patient patient. I couldn’t tell you an exact number, but I can say with 100% almost 100% certainty that it has been every time: that I have never gone to see any doctor anywhere that wasn’t running behind – be it the dentist, the orthodontist or my family doctor. But what other choice do I have, as a patient? I am obviously there for a reason, and leaving because I am made to wait won’t solve what ails me. So I am left there, waiting. Waiting in the waiting room, with countless others, just waiting, waiting waiting.

Despite the waiting I usually get there at least ten (OK maybe five) minutes early. Yesterday, Niko had a scheduled doctor’s appointment for his six month check up. It was supposed to have been a week and a half ago but the doctors’ office called to reschedule without giving me a reason – although was it a coincidence that his canceled appointment happened to fall during March Break. Were the peeks at Mont Tremblant calling the doctor’s and her family’s names? Hmm, well I’m just saying…

When we got up, everything was running smoothly on the baby front and it looked like we would be able to make the appointment on time. No problemo. Niko went for a nap around 9:15 am, leaving him enough time to rest and me plenty of time to get him there on time (or five minutes early even!). But lo and behold I got distracted: taking care of mortgage emails, sweeping my floor, posting my sister’s apartment on Kijiji and Craig’s list, checking into a few things online, doing dishes, (OK…blogging), and then all of sudden it was 11 am, and I had completely forgotten to get Niko up and go the appointment. His appointment was at 11.

I called the doctors’ office and apologized and told them I could be there in fifteen minutes, to which I receieved the snarky reply that the doctor had a really full schedule and that she would be unable to see us! What?! How many times had I waited for that doctor?! And now because of fifteen minutes Niko’s whole appointment was canceled?! Oh I was peeved and feeling like a really awful mother for forgetting about her son’s appointment.

And the receptionist – what a nasty lady! Seriously, have a little common courtesy. Have some manners! Be sympathetic. But no, none of that just a cold hard, “Too bad and you can’t rebook for a month a half!” What kind of system is this!? Unimpressed: with her, with me, with the whole situation! But then she noticed a cancellation and got me in for next Thursday – another week a half but better than a month and a half! Maybe it was the rainy day we were having, but after I got off the phone I indulged in a little pity party and shed a couple of tears. I just felt really sick about the whole situation.

Note to self: Multi-tasking doesn’t always pay off.

Note to others: I really do appreciate doctors. Just not this particular situation…



In the early days, when Niko was first born, he was having some issues with breastfeeding.  Seeing as he was in the NICU, we were seeing a lactation consultant to help us get going.  One day the lactation consultant felt around in his mouth, and afterward suggested that we get his tongue snipped. Snipped?! I had no idea what she was talking about! She went on to explain that she thought he had a tongue-tie or tethered tongue and that this was impeding his ability to breastfeed.  I had never heard of such a thing and inquired a bit more.  She told me it was a simple procedure done at the doctor’s office, where the tie that is under the tongue, that connects to the base of the mouth is simply snipped so that his tongue can latch easier when nursing.  This sounded a bit barbaric to me, but she told me it really doesn’t hurt the baby, and that there is no freezing needed: the doctor just goes in with the clippers and does the trick. Ouch! (That was all I could think at the time.)

She also told me that having a tongue-tie can hinder speech development in the future.  This got me thinking, so I talked to my doctor about it and she was leaning toward NOT getting the snip.  She said it used to be really common, but not so much anymore, and that a lot of times, newborns’ tongues will stretch as they grow and they will therefore grow out of not being able to latch.  My doctor further went on to feel his tongue-tie and did not think it was a concern.  After talking with Borys, we decided not to get the snip.

Over the past couple of weeks, Niko has been sticking out his tongue a lot.  Sometimes when we stick ours out at him, he will mirror this back, with a smile! And, he just sticks it out on his own as well, for no apparent reason.  I can’t help but wonder: is he just trying to prove, “See Mom and Dad, I didn’t need to get that nasty little snip! Look at me, I can stick my tongue out like the best of them!”.


Being a mom is sort of like working full time. I did the math and each time I feed the baby – from changing his clothes to changing his diaper – it takes a good hour. I have been encouraged by my doctor, lactation consultant and public health nurse to feed Niko eight times a day. I stick diligently to this schedule and have even created a chart to ensure I get the eight feeds in; so that, right there, is eight hours! Take into consideration that at least one of those happens between 3 and 5 am and that must count for at least double (well maybe not), but the lack of sleep has to count for something.

I think Niko wants to blog with me. Every time I start typing (like right now), he starts crying. So now I cradle him in my arm at my desk as I type: which is making for overuse of the backspace key, but at least he seems content for the moment. Uh oh, here he goes again…


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