So yesterday Allan went back to the pediatrician to be weighed. Unfortunately he didn’t gain any weigh. Actually, he lost an ounce. So now my little guy is weighing in at 9 pounds 10 ounces. So the doctor said he needed to have blood work done immediately. He classified my son as a “failure to thrive” case. Sounds like a real nice diagnosis to tell a mother, right? So the nurse put a bag around Allan’s peepee to get a pee sample and we went on our way to Cy Fair hospital. The nice thing was that my doctor put a stat order on us so people moved us in and out fairly quick. The lady who was taking his blood said he was too old to have his heel pricked and that they were going to have to draw blood from his arm. The first lady stuck him with a needle and tried to get blood, but come to find out it wasn’t coming out quick enough because she didn’t get the vein right. So another lady comes in and does it all over again. At least she gets it this time. But all awhile Allan is crying. I felt so bad for my little man. I just wanted to take him home and hold him and get him away from all those doctors and nurses. So when we finally left the hospital we had to stop back at the pediatrician so that they could get his pee sample. They did that and ran the test. The nurse came back telling me that every thing was perfect. That was good news and also ruled out and problems with his liver. So she sent me home and told me she would call once they had the blood work results. Just a couple of hours after I got home the nurse called. She told me the blood work all came back normal. She said everything seems perfect about him, except for his weight. She told me the doctor was going to “think things over” and call me sometime today to discuss things. She said he may want to think about sending him to a specialist. So that’s where we stand now. They can’t say anything is wrong with him besides the fact that his metabolism being super fast. He eats like a pig, so who knows. Kirk and I think his weight will catch up to him soon. I’m just glad to hear that everything is perfect and healthy with him.
A lot has already happened with Allan since he’s been born. He’s had 4 holidays – Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years. (If you ask me, I think Halloween is going to be his favorite holiday…) 
Allan’s been smiling since Thanksgiving Day. Watching him smile is the best thing in the world. Kirk and I could sit all day and just watch him. He’s “talking” a lot more now and he has lots to say. 
One of the coolest things was watching him first learn to grab something. He hasn’t quite got it down yet, but he’s working on it. Cold water bottles are his favorite. 
Last week he went to the Zoo for the first time. He slept through most of it, but that’s OK because there will be more visits to the zoo that he’ll enjoy. One of the best milestones that have happened so far is Allan’s sleeping patterns. He goes down for the night between 9 and 10 o’clock at night and sleeps somewhere between 8 to 12 hours straight! Most of the time I have to wake him up in the mornings to feed him. A lot of mothers have told me that I’m one of the lucky few to have a child sleep through the night so early on. I am definitely enjoying the solid sleep I get. It seems like any day now he’ll be sitting up on his own. He’s getting too big too fast. I want him to stay my tiny baby longer! 
Check back often. I’ll be updating Allan’s blog as much as I can and there will be tons of pictures to go along with it!
