Atomic Tonic

Matilda had her two year check-up today. Unfortunately she is two and screamed bloody muder throughout the weighing and measuring portion of the visit. She screamed so emphatically, in fact, that Niclas had to stand on the scale with her and then without her and let the nurse deduce her weight from there.

She weighs 23 or 24 pounds. Something like that. She was measured lying down and then standing up against the measuring stick on the wall. The lying down came first and was a dead end in terms of a number. The standing was second and while I'm fairly certain a number was reached, I have no idea what it was. Matilda was screaming and writhing too much for me to pay attention. She was fighting it so much that she now has a rash of scratches on her upper back from the stick. So. She is toddler height. Her head also has a circumference. I have no idea what it is.

Linnea was scheduled to go in for a weight check on Thursday but since we were all there already this morning, she was weighed and measured and prodded as well. She's now, at 13 days old, an inch longer than she was at birth. She weighs 7 pounds 1 ounce. Yet more proof that my body is feeding her in decent quantities. I am still floored by this.