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MCHN visit today...

Well, I met my new maternal and child health nurse at the centre today. This is not the same person who came to my house last week and couldn't subtract 2750 from 3040 correctly (she thought the total was 190, it was 290 and that extra 100 was important to me because it refers to 100g of weight Ari put on that she didn't acknowledge, yes, I'm a highly sensitive new mum, hahaha)...

Anyway, so I'd asked to see someone consistently and not to be passed amongst the mchns the way I had been with Bryn (3 different nurses for 3 seperate visits before I stopped going because having to explain myself regarding, co-sleeping, breastfeeding a 4 year old, homeschooling, declining vaccinations, and using cloth nappies to three different less that approving nurses wasn't something I was keen to keep doing)...

So, I mentioned this to the mchn who arranged for the other mchn to come visit me, and she was falling all over herself to make sure I saw just one mchn (her) throughout...

So, I met her today, her name is Jane, she is chinese-australian. She's new to the centre, I think she's replacing the mchn I had with Erik and Luey (who I really liked because even though she didn't get my strange ways, she never made me feel weird about them)... The first thing she said when I got there was, "We've spoken so much, I feel like I already know you!" Hahaha, how's that for Sanguine! We'd spoken twice!

She weighed him and didn't comment on his cloth nappy, it wasn't a hassle that I didn't have my blue book (had to forget something)...

Checked his penis but didn't make a big deal about it at all...

As we were about to measure him, another mchn came in and asked if a trainee nurse could come observe because her own client had just cancelled their appointment. I said sure (hey, another opportunity to be an example of the wide variety of choices parents make)... Jane excitedly told her I was a homebirth, and then we measured him... At birth, he was 52cm, today, he first measured 50.5cm, LOL, then when I said he'd shrunk, she remeasured him and found another cm...

His head had expanded 4.5cm from birth to measure 36.5cm (the same as Luey's at birth!)...

Hips fine, pointed out the outie/herniated belly button, but said it was no big deal (told her my M/W had already said as much), double and triple checked his spine because one of the lower third vertibrae was a little poking out, I mentioned that I'd noticed the same with Bryn as a newborn and carted off to an osteo, who didn't think much of it... She said that his walking reflex was fine and he was obviously moving his legs easily, so it might just be something within the norm for our family (I'm thinking maybe he needs more time laying flat, rofl, less boppy pillow and car seat time)...

Then he peed all over the change table, rofl - so plumbing is all good too (he's wet me four times in the last 24 hours, so I wasn't worried about that)...

And then we weighed him...

6 days since his last weigh in...

Last Friday he weighed 3040g

Today he weighed 3275g

That's a gain of 235g in 6 days!!! I'm happy with that!!!

So, then she turns to the trainee nurse and says, "That's breastfeeding for you!"

Anyway, she was really encouraging, and nice, and never mentioned vaccination, or commented on the cloth nappies (I was told last time that I'd soon give up on those), or tried to readjust Ari when he was on the boob (feeding over his shoulder)...

So, seeing her again in a fortnight...

Comments

Kate said…
So pleased you've found a decent MCHN!!

And yay for such a clever old booby boy too, packing it on hey?

*hugs*
Pagan Rach said…
Cool :)
Good to have someone supportive. I haven't bothered going at all with Zara...
Nic said…
Cool ! She sounds very sensible. Yeah I didn't bother with Freya at all, mostly because I too couldn't be bothered being hassled.

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