"There's always something to worry about with newborns, isn't there?" I said.
"Always, with your kids in general," replied Erin.
This was said with a sigh after we left the doctors this morning. We'd just been for Tenley's weigh-in and general check-up and all was well. The doctor gave the all clear this morning and relieved - in more ways than one - any concerns we had.
Tenley hadn't had a bowel movement in more than 36 hours and we were a little worried. Not least for our sense of smell. She'd been passing gas like she'd been eating baked beans wrapped in brussel sprouts. And the smell was eye-scorching but she had nothing to show for it. Whether we were making it up or not, I don't know, but she seemed to be uncomfortable during the night, too.
So that was the worry we took to the doctors with us.
With Aidan, there was a lot more to worry about - a traumatic birth, not nursing, jaundice and losing more than 12 percent of his birth weight in the first week. I guess that set us a little edgy for Tenley.
Anyway, the doctor looked her over, weighed her, smiled, gave her a rectal exam and the relief, literally, flowed out of her (It was like the doctor pressed a button). We were never happier to see a full stinky nappy.
The doctor said it was usual and after a few more questions and answers sent us on our merry way.
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