My monkey was a big boy before his official arrival. At the last ultrasound appointment a little less than a week before he was born, the technician and doctor both agreed that he was pushing 10 lbs and would be a chunk-a-chunk of burnin' love upon his arrival.
We know that didn't happen. He weighed in at 7 lb 12 oz and when we finally sprung him from the NICU 10 days later he weighed around 8 lb 6 oz. Then, the ballooning continued and by the time he was 4 months old he weighed 22 lbs.
In the long run, we (his parents, grandparents and uncle ME ME) hope that the Monkey is at least 6 foot 5 inches tall. That would be a good fit for him and won't he be oh so cute?
Yes. He. Will.
Moving on though - it seems that the monkey may have a run for his money. With full intention of avoiding technical information and all icky-ness associated with such things, I had a dr. appt. yesterday. At that appointment things were checked and measured. The measuring is what's important though - Squirt Schnitzel Chowder Vladimir Periwinkle is measuring nearly 4 weeks ahead of schedule.
Yes.
That's interesting isn't it? Why is it interesting? It means a large child.
I've told Ross that this kid feels bigger and kicks harder. I think I was right.
10 pounder at birth?
We may be headed in that direction.
6 foot 5 at full height?
Let's shoot higher....6'11"?
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