Status Report: Boo

Took Boo to her one-year checkup Wednesday, and all systems appear to be go. 19 lbs, 10 oz and 29 inches tall. She can officially graduate from formula to milk now, and we can start trying her out on stuff like peanut butter. Brains and brawn seem to be in working order, and in fact the doctor remarked on her fine motor control when she saw her working her Cheerio dispenser.

One thing we discussed was whether or not it was time to wean her from her nighttime bottle. She eats solid food all day, and doesn't get a bottle until bedtime, but we've been holding off weaning her from that because we knew we'd be moving, and that's not the time to take away a big piece of bedtime ritual. The doctor totally agreed, and said to keep giving her formula in the bottle, not milk, and just wean her of both at the same time.

The only downer was that we also had to schedule her follow-up VCUG.

( Icky Medical Details Cut )

The test is scheduled Wednesday week at Vanderbilt, which is another reason I really, really like living in Nashville. Until I had Boo, I hadn't fully appreciated the advantage of having a kick-ass pediatric hospital right here in town. Boo's had to be admitted twice, once for light therapy right after birth, and again with the UTI a month later, and both times I was so glad to be at Vandy. The staff there are wonderful, and they bend over backwards to make things as easy as possible for the kids and the parents.

Boo's actually staying with Grandma right now while Mama does some packing, which is the only reason I have time to be lounging with my computer at 7:45 in the morning. More spam about the house and packing to follow. :)

In other news...Mold!

A belated report on the house inspection.

( On mold, moisture, and why building decks under the influence of alcohol is a bad idea )

To sum up, the inspector said that the house "needs some love." It's a well-built house, structurally sound, but in his opinion some of the previous owners didn't maintain things that they should have. This wasn't exactly a surprise to me, and I think he was relieved that I didn't seem to expect a perfect report. Considering what we bid for it, it'd be a bit unrealistic, after all, for us to expect a perfect house. So, no worries there. :)

We're getting some contractors in for estimates this afternoon, so hopefully we'll at least have a ballpark figure today. Because of the unorthodox nature of our supplementary loan, we need to close early next week, so if we're going to bail we need to know soon. So long as the news isn't completely out of our budget, though, we should be okay. Here's hoping.

Singing the Packing Song

Last spam of the morning, promise. I gotta get to work packing!

( Other houses and packing )