OF BALD SPOTS, MILK BELLIES AND DOUBLE CHINS
I went to see my pediatrician today for a check-up. I love it every time we go visit Dr. Buendia. She’s such a jolly person. Gentle and playful, too. I also love the cool gadgets at her clinic. She’s got one which she uses to listen to my heart, then another one to measure how long I’ve grown.
I particularly enjoy riding that thing they call a “scale.” It’s just right for my size, and it wiggles when I lie on it. 
Just after I ride it, the medical secretary says aloud a bunch of numbers. “4.3 kilos,” she called out today.
These visits to the clinic have my parents and Dr. Buendia talking non-stop about me. Today, they laughed a lot as they talked about my hair, my belly and my chin. Wanna know why? Read on…
OH, WHERE O WHERE IS MY HAIR?
Oh, no! I’ve got a bald spot! Piso. Poknat. And it’s right on my forehead. *moan* That’s less “pogi” points for me!
This unwelcome observation arised during my check-up today. Dr. 
Buendia stroked my head and said: “Hey, how come we still have no hair over here?”
If it is any consolation, she said it’s probably just ordinary baby baldness and that my hair will grow in no time. And if it doesn’t—I’d be wondering how it could happen. Both Mommy and Daddy have thick, healthy hair. No bald spots. Unless I got it from something or someone my mom had a liking for while she conceived me… Aha! It must be that short, funny, bald guy from mommy’s favorite noon time show Eat Bulaga.
Oh, Mommy! Of all the people to develop a fondness for… why, o why a bald guy?! Why couldn’t it have been Tom Cruise, Alfred Vargas or George Eads?
*Sigh* Let’s keep our fingers crossed that I’ll eventually have a head full of locks!
MILK OVERLOAD 
Dr. Buendia said I had a big tummy.
Daddy laughed at my doctor’s comment. "He takes in so much milk, that’s why. Ayaw paawat!"
“Should we decrease his feedings?” Mommy asked.
“No, he’s okay.” Said Dr. Buendia.
Whew! That scared me for a while. No way was I going to let them get in the way of my love for milk. Oh my! What a tragedy that would have been!
I wonder why my milk belly is such an issue. I thought it was a trademark among babies. Well, I think my tummy is cute. So do other people who see me. They coo adoringly when they see my chubby physique—especially my round, protruding belly.
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After much ado about my milk belly, Mommy had Dr. Buendia check out the rashes and skin peeling on my neck.
“Neck? What neck?” said my doctor as she laughingly explored layer after layer of skin.
Sure, sure. Blame it on my milk addiction again. I can’t help it—I’m hooked on milk! I get cranky when deprived of my usual 3 to 4.5-ounce serving of Nan-HA. And I can’t let the day pass without bonding with Mommy for a private feeding at least 6 times.
INTERVENTIONS
Dr. Buendia concludes that my milk belly and double layers of chin are results of my rapid weight gain. And so, Mommy and Dr. Buendia discussed two common steps to address my rapid weight gain… both of which got the thumbs down from them:
1. stopping me from feeding on demand, and
2. giving me the pacifier
The final verdict: maintain the status quo. Never mind the milk belly and the multi-layered chin. At least, nobody can say my parents don’t take good care of me.
So—can someone go get my bottle? I’m ready for my milk now =)
