It has been an absolute age since I last had Alby weighed (around six months) and as I keep failing to make it to the Baby Clinic on Tuesday morning I decided to take matters into my own hands. And so it was that first thing Monday morning a naked Alby was lifted into my arms and we checked the before-Alby and with-Alby readings on the scales. And Albert the Bear weighs in as at the enormous 10.1kg – true heavyweight of the baby pool.
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Well done my Chub Monkey – you’re gorgeous.
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This impressive weight places Alby around the 60th percentile and as he has been hovering around the 50th since birth this pretty much correlates with how he has always been.
Oddly I had a little panic that I was totally over feeding him when this new weight didn’t sit neatly on the 50th line, thinking I should move him onto semi-skimmed milk and the like. Thankfully my little ‘in a neurotic bubble’ moment didn’t last long. Alby may not be sitting pretty on the 50th exactly, but walking is already causin his body shape to change slightly and I’m far from ready to see his ankle and wrist creases disappear.
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