Healthy Little Boy

Well, we went to the doctor yesterday for James's two week visit, and the official verdict is that he's a healthy boy.  He weighed six pounds, twelve ounces, and despite the measurement that indicates he shrunk a half an inch (Auntie Erin assures me it's very difficult to measure babies accurately), everything seems to be in perfect working order.  After our visit with the pediatrician, we visited with the lactation nurse to work on feeding better.  Finally, I had a nurse visit to check my blood pressure, which seems to be holding steady.  The only thing that was a bit off about the visit (other than the whole thing taking upwards of three hours) was that the doctor prescribed Zantac for James for his reflux.  Patrick and I are going to try to get a second opinion as to whether or not that's really necessary as the information online indicates gross over-prescription of the drug for infants.  Also, it's been approved for infants as young as one month, and James is only nineteen days old.  Plus, Patrick found on its website that it has a side effect of headaches, and we don't want to just replace one pain with another.  The doctor did say that there were no side effects, which also makes us question his expertise.  So we'll see how that goes.  Well, the little guy is back to sleep, so I'm going to go try to be the same.