This weekend we celebrated Olivia's first birthday. I have been planning a lady bug themed birthday for over six months, yes, six months. Apparently when you have a child, you become this crazy birthday party planner (or monster, as I am certain my husband thought I had turned into one). I previously planned events for a living so you can imagine how much I labored over this event over the past (several) months and then, in just a few hours, it was all over.
I cannot believe that my little teeny tiny baby is now (or soon to be on the 18th) a one year old. Where does the time go? Recently my friend and I were discussing when I first started giving Olivia puffs or a type of food and for the life of me I couldn't remember. When I was pregnant I thought I would not forget a minute of her life, how could I? But truth be told, I cannot remember the little details of how I handled every new thing Olivia was doing from diapers to naps to toys, the details have gotten lost as each new development with Olivia occurred.
I think this is God's plan to keep the world populated, otherwise, women would not have a 2nd or 3rd child (or more!). I remember having labor pains, but I don't exactly remember what it felt like. I remember getting up in the middle of the night to nurse Olivia, but I don't really remember the exact emotion I felt while I did it (though, I can imagine it was that I was really TIRED). I am very afraid that one day I will wake up and she will be 18 and on her way to college. It seems like the days fly by and with each one a change in each thing that she does. For Olivia's next year I want to focus on her but also the little things. I want to try to remember the details so I can remember how we got to where we are now. For now, I will cherish her in her adorable lady bug dress and the amazing time we spent with our dear friends and family.
Photography by Amy Camblos
Photography by Amy Camblos
Photography by Amy Camblos
Photography by Amy Camblos
Photography by Amy Camblos
I cannot believe that my little teeny tiny baby is now (or soon to be on the 18th) a one year old. Where does the time go? Recently my friend and I were discussing when I first started giving Olivia puffs or a type of food and for the life of me I couldn't remember. When I was pregnant I thought I would not forget a minute of her life, how could I? But truth be told, I cannot remember the little details of how I handled every new thing Olivia was doing from diapers to naps to toys, the details have gotten lost as each new development with Olivia occurred.
I think this is God's plan to keep the world populated, otherwise, women would not have a 2nd or 3rd child (or more!). I remember having labor pains, but I don't exactly remember what it felt like. I remember getting up in the middle of the night to nurse Olivia, but I don't really remember the exact emotion I felt while I did it (though, I can imagine it was that I was really TIRED). I am very afraid that one day I will wake up and she will be 18 and on her way to college. It seems like the days fly by and with each one a change in each thing that she does. For Olivia's next year I want to focus on her but also the little things. I want to try to remember the details so I can remember how we got to where we are now. For now, I will cherish her in her adorable lady bug dress and the amazing time we spent with our dear friends and family.
Photography by Amy Camblos
Photography by Amy Camblos
Photography by Amy Camblos
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