A Doctor Wondered Why a Baby Was Underweight

A newborn baby boy had to go to the doctor to have his first ever examination. However, things got a little awkward at the end of the visitation.

Being a responsible person a woman took a little baby boy for his first doctor’s exam. They found themselves waiting patiently in the examination room for the practitioner to come through.

When he arrived he greeted the woman and proceeded to thoroughly exam the little boy. The doctor checked the newborn baby’s weight and found it a bit concerning.

Wanting to cover all his bases he asked the woman if the child was being breastfed or bottle-fed. She quickly replied: “Breastfed.”

The doctor then asked the woman, “Please strip down to your waist for a quick examination.” She obliged with no question as she knew the doctor probably knew best.

Being the professional he was trained to be, the doctor pinched her nipples, pressed, kneaded, and rubbed both of her breasts for a while. The examination was quite detailed as he didn’t want to misdiagnose the situation or miss anything vital.

When he was done he asked her to get dressed. He then gave her his professional point of view saying: “No wonder this baby is underweight. You don’t have any milk.”

Without batting an eye the woman replied: “I know. I’m his grandmother, but I sure am glad I came.”

In another hospital, a father went to see an obstetrician quite concerned. He told the doctor: “I can’t help but be a little upset because my daughter has red hair and surely couldn’t be mine!”

Calmly the doctor replied, “That can’t be true, you do know that although you and your wife have black hair, it could happen that one of your ancestors may have had red hair.”

Insisting, the new father said: “That’s impossible!” He explained: “Both our families had black hair for generations and my daughter is the first one on both sides to have fiery red hair.”

Thinking carefully the obstetrician asked: “How often do you have sex with your wife?” The man ashamedly responded: “Work has kept me so busy over the past year that we’ve only made love once or twice every few months.”

The doctor smiled confidently and said: “Well then it’s rust!”