6 ounces?!?!?!

This weigh in was a bigger deal than anything. Ever. Bigger than weigh in day for wrestlers when everybody walked around in sweats and hoodies spitting into paper cups while it was 100 degrees outside. It was bigger than the final weigh in on The Biggest Loser. It was bigger than....well...anything.

He was 6 lbs 14 oz at birth, 6 lbs 4 oz when we left the hospital, and 6 lbs 0 oz when we went to the Dr. on Wednesday.

We were hoping he'd be at least 6 lbs 1 oz when we weighed him yesterday because that would mean he's gaining and that's the goal.

We stripped him down to his diaper which he LOVES and put him on the scale screaming. The lights flashed at 6 lbs 7 ounces. (pretend this is a movie and it makes the rewind sound zrrttt!) 6 lbs 7 ounces?!?!?! Dude! I looked at the nurse and said "is that bad?" she didn't say. She just said she was going to talk to Dr. Lady and she'd be back.

Meanwhile Dr. Lady's associate Dr. Other Lady was evesdropping and said: "Did you just say 7 ounces in one day? There's no way that's right."
We reviewed the facts again.
Me: "6 pounds yesterday, 6 and 7 today. Isn't that 7 ounces?" I wasn't trying to be rude, just honestly wondering what on earth had happened.
Dr. OL: "Yep. That's 7 ounces, what did you put in his diaper - lead?" ha ha ha ha ha ha I think only Dr.'s get other Dr.'s jokes....
Me: "It was dry when I checked it, but that was more than 30 seconds ago....shall we check it again?"
Dr. OL: "Yes. Then come over to the other scale, I bet you were on a different scale yesterday."
This is when Tommy started to cry because everybody was discounting all of his hard work. He and I said lots of prayers together and had lots of encouraging talks about how important it was that he gain weight before the big weigh in. We had a pep talk on our way into the Dr.'s office and he worked really hard to gain every ounce of that weight. And here we all were saying it wasn't possible, there was no way, and pretending it hadn't really happened. Rude.
We stripped him down again, changed his mostly dry diaper to a new dry diaper and walked him over to the other scale. He screamed on that scale too. I swear someone was doing a drumroll while we waited for the numbers to show up.

Me: "6 pounds 6.3 ounces!"
Thomas: "See? I TOLD you I was working hard!" My child is an angel.
Dr. OL: "Wow! Really? Wow!"
The nurse went off to talk to Dr. Lady again and let us get him dressed and buckled up. When she came back  she relayed the message from Dr. Lady. "Great. Glad he's gaining weight. We'll see you at the 2 week appointment."
And just like that everything was fine.

People losing 200 pounds in 4 months has NOTHIN' on me.