Took baby to the pediatrician today and he calmed most of our fears. Then had to take baby for a blood test and felt I earned by daddy spurs as she gripped my finger as she got poked. Hard to watch but had to be done.
Calm lunch afterwords and then when we got home a message from the doctor that daughters head has increased in size from the 25th percentile to the 75th percentile and could we bring her in for an ultrasound on thursday. Probably just big heads run in the family but stress level through the roof. I think my head is going to blow off. Keep telling myself the baby is thriving. Talking, gurgling, growing, interacting. Could this week get any more stressful. Too much time at hospitals.