When it comes to determining the alpha male of a household soon to be full of far too much testosterone, it's all about the stats--height, weight, speed, strength.
Ty has solidly held the alpha role through every stage of childhood thus far when compared to his brothers. He was born the biggest, he progressed the fastest, he did everything earlier than the others. That is until McKay's six month well check yesterday. Here's how his most recent stats compare:
At six months old:
Tyler: 17 pounds 4 ounces/ 27 inches long
Preston: 16 pounds 1.5 ounces/ 26 inches long
McKay: 17 pounds 14.5 ounces/ 27 and 3/4 inches long (that's the 97th percentile for those of you playing at home!!)
What? My sickest baby is my healthiest baby? He's snatched the alpha spot from Ty for now? The pediatrician just laughed and said he's never seen anything like it. He was half expecting McKay to let his little thumper slow his growth after such a quick and robust beginning. But as of today, there are no signs McKay intends to let the stereotype define him. Right on Mr. Independent. "But don't be fooled," the doc went on to warn, "Any type of infection or illness could become a major setback--don't let your guard down just yet." Will do.
As for the surprise hearing fiasco, I was hoping to hear the ped say it was common for kids to fail their first screening. Apparently it's not. He said about 1 in 1,000 kids fail. We'll head in to Primary's for the brain stem response test on Wednesday. Let's hope for a reversal on the issue, huh?
Lastly, I discussed McKay's abhorrent sleep habits with the doc. He asked if McKay was still sleeping in our room. No--not for months. How often is he waking? Every 2-3 hours. How long do we let him cry? Not at all. In fact, we're in his room within seconds of the first fuss. "Aha!" the doc replies. "He has trained you."
Now hold on here. We were told not to let the darling cry, that it would be too much for his heart. Apparently that was advice for before his Glenn and during his recovery. Now he is good to go for some down and dirty Ferberizing. Hmmm. Am I?
"Do you promise he won't explode?"
"What?" his ped says in a half surprised laugh.
"I have nightmares his little heart will explode, the stitches will come undone, all because I let him cry," I explain.
(The doc is in full blown laughter now.) "No, I 100 percent promise McKay will not explode. That said, I understand what you're saying and it is totally up to you as to what you want to do, of course."
So what's your vote? Let him cry it out for a few nights and be done? What do the heart moms have to say? Has this been an issue for your post-surgery kiddos? I would love to know...almost as much as I would love to sleep. :)