Strong Hearts and the Joys of Cereal

After all of our experiences, and hearing many similar stories from friends and co-workers, I can safely say that the one thing all parents go through is the "Just to Be Sure" syndrome. Two weeks ago the Missus brought Jack in for his 4-month checkup. The doctor performed the usual tests and measurements. All good. He checked his pelvis, ears, eyes...all perfect. Then he listened to his heart, like he did at every visit.


This is not the sound you wnat your doctor to make when listening to your child's heart. The doctor told the Missus that he could hear a whoosing sound, which could be an indication of something called a functional heart murmur. This in and of itself could be nothing, but sometimes a functional murmur can be a by-product of something more serious.

"It's most likely nothing, but JUST TO BE SURE, I'd like to have some tests run on Jack." So a week later we wound up at St Francis Heart Center for an EKG and an echocardiogram and a consultation from resident super-doctor Sean Levchuck. Sure enough, the Doctor told us that not only was Jack perfectly fine, but the sound was due to his heart being exceptionally strong, and that when it pumps the blood through the valves, the massive strength (my words, not his) caused everything to vibrate slightly.

No matter how much you convince yourself that there's nothing wrong, that everyting's going to turn out okay, to actually hear the words is a thrill and a relief that knows no equal. We went home and celebrated with the boy's first taste of semi-solid food - rice cereal:

First results? Not so good. Apparently a life of getting food shot directly down your throat via the latest in Nipple Delivery Technology doesn't give you patience to actually chew and swallow your food. Jack eventually leaned so far back he threatened to pop out of his chair.

The very next morning? It was like he discovered the Elixer of Life. We couldn't get the food down fast enough. 2 minutes after this picture was taken, he had gotten food over 87% of his body and had managed to pry the spoon away from my hand twice.

The boy may look like his Mother, but he eats like his Dad.