Monday, June 05, 2006

Trip to the Doctor's Surgery

I decided that I would take Amelia to see the practice nurse today. She been getting a bit more wheezy over the last few days, and I just wanted to get a second opinion. The practice nurse, Judy, had a listen to her chest and said that it did sound a bit rattly to her too, although it was quite a 'deep' rattle. Is deep good or bad? She wants me to take Amelia back tomorrow for another listen and if it still sounds a bit wheezy, she'll get one of the doctors to take a look. While I was there, I thought I'd take her into the Monday baby clinic and get her weighed again. Just because I was there really! Today she weighed 6.38 Kg which is 14 lbs; this places her firmly on the 25th percentile. I expressed a little concern about this drop but the Health Visitor was completely unconcerned; she said that it was because Amelia is so long! She pointed out that her legs and arms are long and so her weight will be lower. Perhaps I am tired, but even in retrospect, I am not too sure that I agree with this logic, but if I think about it a little more, I might allow myself to be convinced.

"A long wasted short legged individual will have a higher [body mass index] for the same overall height as someone with especially long legs" "Anthropometric Indicators Measurement Guide" by Bruce Cogill. Presumably the converse is true, that long legged individuals, and presumably babies count as individuals too, have lower BMIs.

Anyway, since the Health Visitor was a different one, I decided to also mention my thoughts about starting Amelia on solids. She was equally scathing and encouraged me to postpone it until nearer 6 months. She also suggested that the reason why Amelia is grabbing food from my plate at meal times is that she is just being sociable and that the reason why Barnaby didn't really do this to the same extent is that girls are more sociable than boys!

Of course, if we do decide to go to the Isle of Wight (and we are 99% close to making a decision), then we'll probably postpone starting her on solids until after our return anyway; it's so much easier to be breastfeeding on holiday.

After I came back from the doctors, Amelia and I sat in the garden. Or to be precise, she lay on a rug while I hung out the washing. I got to thinking how familiar a scene this would have been to my grandparents, even my great grandparents: hanging out washing on the line (on a Monday, no less!), pegging them out with old-fashioned wooden pegs from a peg-bag, a baby lying on a rug waving her legs in the air, wearing a cloth nappy in the garden of a house built in 1902.

Those are the similarities. The differences? Our washing machine is automatic and spins the clothes so that they are quite dry. No wash-tubs or mangles! And, although I was hanging the washing on the line, this was a choice not a necessity since we have a perfectly good dryer; we hang out the washing on fine days in order to be environmentally conscious (a concept that would have meant little a hundred years ago) and finally, although Amelia's nappy are cloth, they would have looked very strange to my grandparents' generation with their bright colours and popper-fasteners.

The thought did cross my mind, when I was pegging out the washing, that I'm turning into my mother but perhaps that's the fate of all of us! (To turn into our parents, that is, not into my mother specifically!)

Final thought of the day. How did university professors live a hundred years ago? Admittedly they wouldn't have been women but I bet they had a far higher standard of living than we do today. I can't imagine a university professor of two or three generations ago not being in a position to employ housekeepers, maids, nannies etc. etc.


At 10:14 am, Blogger Arcy_Dee said...

In the cold light of day, and a little less tired than I was last night, I have had a thought about this 'long legs' business. It's nonsense! Amelia's legs are proportionally the same as they ever were - she was long legged when she was born! Given that her proportions aren't changing (any more than for a normal baby, anyway) a 25% drop is still a 25% drop. Now maybe, in of itself, a 25% drop in insignificant, in which case I'd rather be told that than be fobbed off with some 'long legs' nonsense.


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