6 month update

I was supposed to take Nathan in for his 6 month shots and check-up this past monday but that didn't happen, which I'll explain later in this post. We managed to get an appointment at his doctor in London for this morning. We got back about an hour ago.

Nathan weighs 17.8 pounds (40th percentile), has a head circumference of 17.5 inches (58th percentile) and is 27.5 inches long (77th percentile!). He's so long which explains why he has to wear 12 month pajamas and even those are getting snug! We also like to say that his head is so big because it needs to be big to hold all his smarts :) The doctor asked me all sorts of questions about his development and apparently he's advanced for his age. I'm happy he's healthy and smart! The receptionist said it was hard to believe that he was only 6 months because of his size. He's actually a very trim little boy and I find it funny that people will comment on how big he is (referring to his weight eventhough they only ever see his face since he's always covered up with blankets in his carseat or stroller) and I make a point to say "Actually he's pretty thin, he just has chubby cheeks". Anyway, I think he's perfect!

Now onto other issues that I haven't been posting about.

I've been having severe anxiety attacks lately. I've been treated off and on my whole life for depression and anxiety but haven't been on any medication for it for years. Lately though it's been getting worse. I do suffer from some depression but it's the anxiety that scares me. It's interesting because I know when I'm about to have an attack and I'll be totally aware of who is around me and if Nathan is anywhere near me I'll go to a totally different room (or floor of the house) to have my freak-out. You'd think that if I was aware enough to know that I was about to have an attack and take precautions not to be around my baby that I'd be able to stop myself from having the attack in the first place. Ha. You'd think. Doesn't happen though. And I never have them when I'm alone, it's always been when my husband has been around. Maybe subconsciously I know that it's okay (well, not really okay, but safe, yeah, maybe safe is the word) to break down because he's there to help me back up. And he always does, but it's hard on him too.

So anyway, I had one on Monday and we missed Nathan's doctor appointment. I'm not upset about that at all really because it turns out we feel the new doctor's receptionist is very unkind and intimidating. I had my attack around 8:00am and by 8:30 we decided to call the office to tell them we had car trouble (which we did - our windshield wipers broke!) and wouldn't be able to make it. The office doesn't open until 9am but they don't even answer the phone until 9:30 and the office voice mail message says that you can't leave messages. Then at my doctor's office in London this morning they said the new doctor faxed them a note telling them that they were going to charge us for a missed appointment. Why does my doctor in London need to know that? And how the heck is someone supposed to cancel their appointment after business hours if they can't leave a message? You can bet that we'll be calling them when we get the bill. I'm also going to give them a crappy review on ratemds.com!

So I've got a prescription for Cipralex for my depression and anxiety. I start taking it tomorrow. I hope it's able to help!

That's it for now. I still need to upload pictures to my picture site, hopefully I can do that today when I have more time. I hope everyone is doing well!