August just had a visit from the public health nurse (why didn't one of these fabulous people come to visit me after Dahlia was born? Hmmmm). She brought her scale & weighed him, measured him, looked at his umbilical cord (the stump fell off on MONDAY -ack!); assured me that his dry skin & the bumps on his leg were no big deal & chatted extensively about breastfeeding, sleeping, etc etc.
August now weighs 7lbs 4oz. That's up 3oz from last Friday - but it means he *probably* won't make his weight goal of birth weight (7lbs 11.5oz) on Tuesday. He'll probably be a bit shy. Is it because I don't have enough milk? Is it because he's not *that good* at eating (although better than some babies I've raised...)? She said he's on the right track & to keep doing what I'm doing & it'll all work out okay. I shouldn't really even need to supplement him because really that just stresses me out (okay, a little) & that in turn affects my milk supply (ah mental mental!!).
He also lost some height! ha. I guess that's normal too due to the generally "loosey goosey" nature of newborns when they're fresh out of the oven.
His head, however, is a skosh bigger...well, that's just cause he's smart.