When we brought Olivia home from the hospital, I sat on the couch with all the kids around admiring the new addition. I questioned myself for a moment if I shouldn't have spent one more night at the hospital. I turned to Ryan and said "wow, we have a lot of kids."
Not that going from 4-5 was a big difference, I'd definitely say that 2-3 rocked my boat, but 5
looked like A LOT.
It was almost a week after my mom had left, when Olivia was about 10 days old, that I was on my death bed. Ok, not my death bed, but I've never felt more sick. I couldn't move, I had a fever and chills and my head felt like it was going to explode. I couldn't swallow or eat and sitting to nurse Olivia was the most energy I could exert. It wasn't until the third day that I went in and found out I had strep throat. I wasn't my first time, but that illness always got the best of me. It was awful. Call me wimpy, but I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. Especially after a new baby.
We were delighted to have a new baby though, especially after a tumultuous 2007. Sweet Olivia Reece. I think she's been the most blogged about with my pregnancy and delivery.
Remember?Three years have flown by. And, just like the rest of her sisters at this age, she's full of spunk and spice. She's still pretty iddy biddy - the smallest 3 year old we've had, but definitely has a big personality. She's so fun.
Happy Birthday, Sweet girl!
Surprisingly, they were not making a mess.
Yeah, it was 45 degrees - with a chilly, chilly wind.
Happy Birthday, Sweet girl!
It's a good thing though that I live right around the corner from a friend of mine that cuts hair AND that Olivia still looks so stinkin cute!
I had to capture this sweet moment.
Poor Olivia fell down the stairs yesterday. I didn't see it or hear it. Kaycee brought her to me and Lucy told me what happened. (She stepped off the top step - instead of going backwards like she usually does - and toppled all the way down.) She favored her arm in the evening and fell right to sleep when I could (finally!)give her some ibuprofen. She slept pretty well and seemed to feel good in the morning.
At noon today when we went for Kaycee's parent teacher conference, Olivia was toddling around while we were waiting for the teacher to come from dismissing the other students. She got going too fast and fell right on her arm. Ouch. (And, for any of you that are familiar with how I broke both my arms growing up, it didn't take long to get her over to the ped's office :)
The doctor sent us over to The Children's Hospital (luckily right across the street) to get her arm x-rayed. When the tech checked to make sure she got good enough shots, I couldn't see anything that would indicate a fracture. However, when we got back over to the ped's office, he invited us in to see the pics. Yikes! Magnified, a long crack through one bone in one view, and a nice dent/crack from the other view. My poor baby!
