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Baby growth chart: 0 to 36 monthsA growth chart is a tool used to assess whether your baby is growing and developing as she should be.A growth chart is designed to track how your baby grows in three parameters:LengthWeightHead circumferenceYour paediatrician will measure your baby on these parameters and enter the details in your baby's growth chart. Over time, the measurements will show if your baby is growing according to the standard growth rate. If she is, it is a good sign that your baby is feeding and digesting well.” As long as the baby is active and healthy, there is no need to worry about the weight gain”You can see the WHO growth standards for boys and girls according to their age on the following links:-Baby boy's growth chart: birth to 12 monthsBaby girl's growth chart: birth to 12 monthsGirl's growth chart: 12 to 24 monthsBoy's growth chart: 12 to 24 monthsGirl's growth chart: 24 to 36 monthsBoy's growth charts: 24 to 36 monthsthanks to,https://www.babycenter.in/a25010995/growth-charts-understanding-the-results

Image Source - NaturescuddleEvery loving parent wants his child from birth to be dressed not only functionally but also beautifully and fashionably. Today the clothing market for the little ones is rich and diverse. Baby bodysuits for newborns have become especially popular. The main advantages, differences, and rules for choosing such things for babies are described in our post.Benefits of baby bodysuits for newbornsA baby bodysuit is a type of clothing for babies covering the upper part of the torso and is usually fastened with buttons or Velcro on the bottom. It is easy to put on and take off, and it does not restrict movement, giving the child's arms and legs freedom of movement. Bodysuits appeared in the 90s of the last century and gained great popularity due to their comfortable and straightforward construction.For a long time, the first and only type of baby clothes for newborns were undershirts that are wrapped around the chest or back of the child. At the same time, they restrain movement, open up and move out. Naturally, the appearance of bodysuits as an alternative caused great skepticism among the older generation. However, in such clothes, the baby feels much more comfortable, regardless of his position and mobility.The bodysuit's main advantage is that it does not pressure the body; it is convenient to put on and fasten it. Buttons, fasteners, or buttons are located between the legs, in some models - additionally on the hangers. They make it easy to put on the bodysuit and prevent it from unbuttoning when the child is tossing and turning. Thanks to the fasteners on the bottom, you can change the diaper without undressing the baby.It is not entirely correct to consider the advantages of a bodysuit over swaddling. Parents should consider both the convenience and the comfort of the baby. If comfort comes first, then a newborn should wear just such clothes. But if the baby is mobile in sleep, restless, and wakes up often, it is better to swaddle the baby and put on a bodysuit when he/she wakes up.The model is used for sewing the following types of children's clothes:● underwear;● pajamas;● Summer light clothing (sandpipers).Note - Now You purchase Organic Clothes from the Naturescuddle websiteTypes of baby bodysuits for newbornsToday, the range of such things for newborns is vast. Their classification and main characteristics are given below.Bodysuits are available with buttons, buttons, or ties.For children from 1.5 years old, models with a zipper are produced, while preference should be given to plastic, not metal.What fabrics are sewn baby bodysuits for newbornsThe main requirements for the quality of the fabric from which bodysuits for newborns are sewn are as follows:● softness;● breathability;● environmental safety;● Hypoallergenic.How to choose the fitting baby bodysuit for newbornsWhen buying a bodysuit for a newborn, the following essential parameters should be considered:● The cloth - Natural cotton or cotton jerseys are the safest and most environmentally friendly fabrics for baby clothes.● Clasps - The fasteners should be as flat as possible so as not to inconvenience the child. Buttons are more convenient and more reliable than buttons. When buying, you need to carefully consider the fasteners' quality and evaluate how tightly they are sewn to clothes - on cheap ones, they come off or break very quickly.● Seams - In newborns, classic stitches can cause significant discomfort, unlike flat and external stitches.● Sleeve edge - Closed-sleeved clothing is required only in the first month of a baby's life. From the second, it is better to wear it only during sleep.Additional recommendations for choosing a baby bodysuit for a newborn baby:1. The most suitable garment for 0-4 months is a bodysuit with full-length buttons on the front, which does not need to be worn over the head.2. Any children's clothing should be comfortable and not hindering movement. It is necessary that the neck and cuffs sit loosely, not rub between the legs.3. To minimize the risk of allergies or other reactions, you need to choose things made from natural fabrics, breathable, odorless, soft, and pleasant to the touch. Choose calm, neutral colors.4. Decorative elements and any decorations (buttons, beads, sequins, ruffles, etc.) when worn cause inconvenience to the child. Any drawing or applique on the fabric should be flat and small. Otherwise, the baby will be uncomfortable lying.5. For babies under three months old, choose models with outer or flat seams.6. Clothes that will be in direct contact with the child's body should be washed and ironed before wearing them for the first time.7. The bodysuit size number is indicated on the inner label.How not to be mistaken with the size when buying baby bodysuits for newbornsA child needs to wear clothes that are the right size. There are some false stereotypes about how to choose children's clothes today.One of them leads to the fact that many people buy bodysuits over the size they need to leave a margin for the diaper. This doesn't seem right since today, and all manufacturers are developing clothes for babies with the necessary stock for a diaper. Parents buy baby bodysuits for newborn boys one size larger than girls of the same height. Many people believe that such clothing will not cause discomfort in the groin area. However, the choice depends only on the child's height and complexion and not on gender.To determine the size of a baby bodysuit, several types of symbols are used, based on the following parameters:● Age. If the label says 0-3 or 3-6, it means that this model is intended for a baby from birth to three or three to six months, respectively. However, the height and weight of children in the same age group may differ. Thus, it is not entirely correct to choose clothes for a newborn only by age parameters.● Growth. It is much more convenient to be guided by this parameter. The child's height is indicated on the label in centimeters. The size range of children's clothing starts from 50–56 cm - these things are suitable for babies in the first month of life.● Two-dimensional mesh. This is the most accurate type of size convention, which allows you to focus not only on the growth but also on the child's complexion. The grid indicates two parameters at once in centimeters. For example, if the numbers 56-36 indicated the body label, 56 means height, and 36 means chest girth. Parents can take measurements on their own or ask the pediatrician during a routine examination of the baby.

TL;DR Wrongfully accused of neonatal drug use after testing positive for prescription drugs that had been prescribed to me by the doctors, after I was already admitted to the hospital as a patient, waiting to deliver my child.Maybe it was because at the start of my pregnancy—at least three nights out of the week— I could be found amidst the booze and smoke-filled endless party atmosphere of the local strip club. It was no secret that my job required me to spend all night hanging out with hard-partying strippers, not to arrive home until six in the morning. Much later, a few times.So that was questionable. As was apparently, the fact that I was a low income expectant mother who had applied for WIC and food stamp benefits. These things apparently placed an—arguably discriminatory— “red flag” next to my name, and pre-selected me for “random” new mother drug testing immediately upon giving birth.Let’s back up just a bit, though. I had my first OB/GYN appointment and began my pre-natal care at less than 5 weeks along.Because they made me violently ill, I was not able to take the prenatal vitamins which had been prescribed, but otherwise I followed all of my obstetrician's advice faithfully.I exercised, made sure to drink plenty of water and was eating in a healthier manner than I ever had before, thanks to my government subsidized food. I suffered through all of the usual indignities of pregnancy: allowing myself to be subjected to all of the painful poking and prodding; to the irritating and often embarrassing lack of privacy —which directly as a result of my condition, and with each doctor visit— I now seemed to be ever more increasingly shedding from my life like stray cat hairs from a sweater.Throughout these endless tests and attendant requisitioning from my body of various types of fluids, my husband was a constant loving presence. I myself was complacent, and even cheerful. This was in itself, no mean feat, as a pregnancy begun amidst the sweltering punishment of Las Vegas in July was timing certainly not destined to improve upon an already uncomfortable situation.Expecting at 35, my age had just crossed the threshold to render me—in obstetric terminology—“geriatric” and thus a high risk pregnancy. Although this sounded alarming, it really only meant that my doctor wanted to more closely monitor my health and the baby’s development throughout the duration of the pregnancy. These precautionary measures began in the summer with my first prenatal visit, and only differed from the level of prenatal care that a younger woman (without a high risk pregnancy) would receive in that I had to attend about twice as many check-ups with my doctor, with less time in between those scheduled appointments. I never missed one.With every perfectly healthy check-up passed, the “high risk” aspect of my pregnancy was deemed to exist in name only. The entire pregnancy had been remarkably easy and uneventful. Then winter arrived, and in my second trimester, this changed.It was November, and I—now more than four months along—had caught a cold at work that I could not seem to shake. The worst symptom of my illness (brought on by what was a simultaneous case of both bronchitis and pneumonia) caused me to endure great hacking bouts and horrendously violent fits of coughing.Suffering through what seemed to me to be the world’s most awful head cold was a miserable enough ordeal all on its own, and one which was made much worse by my pregnancy. Yet it was not until the addition of an agonizing pain, felt just below my breast, that would cause my single instance of failure in keeping appointments with my doctor. And to my credit, this was only after my trip to the urgent care resulted in a four night hospitalization, with what was initially suspected to be a pulmonary embolism.It was in fact, *only* a detached rib muscle due to the uncontrollable coughing which my respiratory distress had caused me. My condition, although much less serious and not life threatening as was originally thought to have been the case—when they called all my family members to the hospital and told them I had a 50/50 chance of dying— as such was still urgent enough in its own right that the doctors seeking to improve my health deemed it an appropriate and necessary measure to intravenously administer morphine to a four and half month pregnant woman.The next day, when both pain and the lingering fog from the narcotic had each subsided, I worried about its possible effects on the baby. But there was nothing to be done now after the fact, and even less to be gained from dwelling on it. A timely ultrasound reassured me that my baby was in good health—and that it was a boy.I was sent home to rest—armed with a pile of prescription medications, which although I declined to take them (due to an intolerance for all such types of pills)—included Lortab. I would not be returning to work.Although left with some lingering respiratory effects from the bronchitis which never allowed me to fully regain my pre-hospitalization state of health, the now weekly ob-gyn appointments indicated my baby was healthy and growing. In fact—my last ultrasound revealed a baby who was way off the charts in fetal development, measuring much larger in weight and size than was typically seen at just 31 weeks of gestation. The tech informed us that our still growing child, with 2 months yet before the blessed event, was a baby expected to be born with a birth weight of at least ten pounds, and more likely to be twelve! Three days later, my water broke.It was a beautiful Sunday morning, the day before Valentine’s day, and I—not due to give birth until April 5th—was once again admitted to the hospital. Not at all in any pain , I was not dilated nor was I exhibiting any other signs of labor whatsoever. Confined to my bed and left there imprisoned by the tangle of easily disturbed wires, monitors and tubing which fed into my body, I read books and slept.The nightly doses of the mild sleeping aid which I had not requested, (but which had nevertheless been prescribed to keep me “calm” while in my unusual labor-less limbo situation) did prove very helpful. I was plagued by non-stop headaches soon after my admission, and so passed my days in a prescription fog also helped along by the pain-killing properties of the Fioricet I was repeatedly given.Mindful of any potential side effects on our unborn child’s health, my husband and I had relayed separately and together, on numerous occasions our fears about all the medications given me while pregnant. Our fears and questions concerning the safety and necessity of prescribing me everything on the long list of meds were repeatedly put to rest, and multiple reassurances were given. Everything was fine.On Thursday, February 17th—on the first day of my 32nd week of pregnancy and just one week after the ultrasound which had led us to expect the birth of a super-sized infant—I prematurely delivered my son. He weighed in at five pounds, twelve ounces. This actually beat the birth weight of both my brothers and myself—all full term babies—by at least ten ounces.The five days preceding my son’s birth, which I had spent hospitalized and had been given steroids, (just one among the many other ingredients comprising the medicated cocktail prescribed me), had helped speed up the development of his premature lungs. Also a blessing to his health was my son’s weight—for a baby born two months prematurely, and compared to most—a pretty decent sized birth weight. Even so, in the few seconds immediately following his birth, the infant was snatched from his placement on my stomach, and whisked away to the Neo-natal Intensive Care Unit.Encapsulated within the spaceship like confines and isolation of a crib/incubator, lying under the jaundice soothing UV rays of the machine for most of a week, my son was five days old before his own parents were even able to hold him in our arms for the very first time.It was not until April 8th—three days past my original due date—that we would be allowed to bring our boy home from the hospital. He was nine days shy of two months old.Despite the outward appearance of complications seemingly evident at his birth, my son was in fact quite healthy after the first week and the jaundice had passed. But there were other problems. When I was informed that I was being released home without my baby, it was obvious that due to his temporary physical impairments, the infant must remain behind.But as I was being discharged, I was informed by a nurse that both a social worker employed by the hospital as well as a case worker from the state’s division of Child Protection Services would soon be contacting me to discuss the results of the post-partum drug test which had apparently been administered to me and my newborn.Although the test had been conducted without either my knowledge or consent, this was not what disturbed me. It was a little startling to learn that I had tested positive for barbiturates—what Marilyn Monroe overdosed on—but the baby however, was clean.What disturbed me was that a CPS case had been opened against me—without any review of the facts. Specifically, the length of time that any drug (other than marijuana, which like every drug except barbiturates, I had tested negative for) remains detectable in the system for—a maximum window of time which at five days, readily established that the introduction of the barbiturates into my body had to occur during the time which I was already under the hospital’s care, and admitted as a patient.I suppose it is not unheard of for even extremely pregnant, largely bedridden patients with fetal heart rate monitors strapped to them at all times to sneak a smuggled toke off a doobie or whatnot in the shared bathroom—I guess.However, the mild nightly sedative I had never asked for and the Fioricet which I had received after requesting “something” for my headaches (apparently the ibuprofen I had in mind was too risky)—both administered daily to me during the five days I spent hospitalized prior to the birth of my son— were both barbiturates.But with a son all but held hostage and still yet to be released from the hospital, I meekly subjected myself to quell the suspicions of the state, and submitted to further blood, hair and urine drug testing. These all yielded negative results. Still I was required to jump through the hoops, mandated by law, which parents who are unfortunate enough to be saddled with an open CPS case must undergo—regardless of any actual guilt or lack thereof.Though profoundly innocent of any alleged drug use—after having tested positive for a drug which I had only used because it had been administered to me by the staff of the very same hospital reporting me to CPS for its use, I was forced to spend the first two months of my child’s life only able to visit him within the chill antiseptic environment of the NICU ward. I maintain that this was not medically necessary for his health, but was a convenient way to keep him there—just in case.The NICU staff was not privy to the details of my situation—only that I had tested positive for drugs—and so these already emotional visits were made unnecessarily more stressful, with the reception by the nurses within the ward being anything but welcoming to us.After two months of hour long trips across town to see our son in half hour long glimpses, and after what seemed like repeated stalling for no good reason by the hospital to pronounce our healthy, now 10 pound infant fit for release, one more task was given after which my son would finally be released home to his parents.The chief of staff insisted that I, because this was my first child, must stay overnight in the hospital and care for my newborn under supervision of the staff. After successfully doing so, the child would finally be allowed to discharge.Swallowing my anger at being forced to prove myself capable of caring for my own child—a now 36 year old grown fucking woman, who had played a large part in the raising of a younger brother when I was just a teenager—I spent the night under the watchful eye of the staff and brought my son home the next day. But the hoops continued for almost another two months.It was not until six more weeks of thrice weekly home visitations from not one but two separate nurses—one each provided by both the hospital’s home health care department as well as the CPS sanctioned outside agency Positively Kids—and the several home visits, (both scheduled and surprise) by my assigned CPS case worker before the case was finally closed—having found to be without merit.After I signed off on full disclosure of my complete medical records to the agency, I had come through with flying colors, passing the previously submitted drug tests and also a detailed background check, and an interrogation session with a CPS supervisor. Nearly four months after the birth of our son, finally we were free of any outside interference within our life and able to enjoy our precious gift without any hassles.Interestingly enough, during the course of one of my required home visits, my CPS case worker had let slip that the hospital—which today, no longer has an existing Labor and Delivery Ward— where I had delivered my son was hosting a meeting with the Child Protection Services agency later that week.The mandatory meeting was to address a recent and unusual “dramatic increase in the amount of new mothers delivering there and testing positive post-partum—for barbiturates”.