2005.07.07 - two month checkup -
I neglected to update on Truman's two-month checkup. He weighed in at 13.2 pounds, and is 24 1/4 inches - moving up from 25th percentile at two weeks to a respectable 90th percentile. Yep, he's his daddy's son.
He screamed bloody murder during his vaccinations and was easily comforted - without even breastfeeding. Dr. Vestergaard pronounced him exceptionally cute and, in all respects, perfectly normal.
And out with it: our dark secret. Sweet Truman has a third nipple. Which isn't as dramatic as it sounds - it's a teensy dimple a few inches below his right nipple. Evidently they're quite common. I've heard of three nipples before but someone I always imagined it in the middle, between the other two. And, looking a little more scary than this.
So now the question: do I tell him about it? Dr. V said that she was told of her own third nipple when she was a teenager by a nonchalant pediatrician. She was immediately struck with the fear that she was a freak. If we don't discuss it, he'll probably be an adult before he asks about it. If we do, can we preserve the "no big deal at all" aura? Will all his friends and girlfriends be that progressive?
I guess I've got some time. But in all likelihood, I will mention it, I'm sort of a full-disclosure type of parent. What would you do?
truman in a moment of crazed documentation