Sunday, May 11, 2008 - Happy Mother's Day

My daughter, my hope, my dream come true. . .

Happy Mother's Day to my mother, mother-in-law and all of the other wonderful mothers out there. Thank you, mom, for always being there for me every second of every day for the past 30 years. I often wonder what truly makes a mother. In my eyes, giving birth does not make one a mother. The news is full of stories about women that are undeserving of the name. It's a feeling, a tenderness, a nurturing quality, and an unconditional love that I believe makes a mother. It's kind of hard to celebrate Mother's Day when I know so many people are out there suffering. In the past I often felt like a mother without children. . .with a dream that seemed to never come true. I thank God every day for Olivia. Words cannot express my love for her. She truly is my dream come true. I mourn for my son, Logan, who is not here to celebrate it with me. I mourn my miscarriage of Baby B. On this day, please enjoy your celebrations, tell your mother that you love her, but also say a prayer for those to whom motherhood is still a dream.

To the women unable to experience the joy of that pregnancy test finally being positive -

To the women exhausted by failed attempts month after month after month -

To the women who have experienced the pain of miscarriages -

To the women who have given birth to children and were never able to take them home -

To the women who have never held their child in their arms -

To the women whose children have gone before them to heaven -

To the women left heartbroken by failed adoptions -

To all of the 'mothers without children'. . .whatever the reason. . .Today, I honor YOU.

Saturday, May 10, 2008 - Update

Yummy barley!
Don't clean me up, mom. I was saving that barley for later!

My mom hates it when I'm messy.

Olivia is at one of my favorite ages. She smiles, she laughs, she interacts with you, she sleeps through the night. . .she loves her mama. I am absolutely loving it. Olivia now sits in her high chair when she eats her cereal and does very well. I had been giving her cereal mixed with formula. (Something is hard-wired into me. . .must.get.her.more.calories. This was also suggested by her nutritionist.) Over the last few days, she has been becoming more and more disinterested in her cereal to the point of refusing it altogether. So, last night I mixed her barley with only water and she LOVED it. She opened her mouth wide and wouldn't hardly let me take the spoon out of her mouth. I guess I know how I'm going to make it from now on.

Friday, May 9, 2008 - Update

Would you take this patch off? Pretty please?

Last year was my first official Mother's Day. Last year, I had all three of my babies. It wasn't until a week or so after that I found out that I had lost Baby B. Ryan bought me my first mother's bracelet. Because I was only about 7 weeks pregnant, we still referred to them as Baby A, Baby B and Baby C. The bracelet that he made me was very special at the time, but it would be months before we'd realize how truly special it was. My bracelet had an A, B, and a C on it. Ryan wanted to make it a little more colorful, so he added some beads. He used pink, blue and green.

I think that we were in the hospital after Logan and Olivia were born that we discovered it. I had a girl (pink) and a boy (blue) in August (green.) This bracelet will always be very special to me.

It's really difficult for me to think back to what my life was like one year ago. I envisioned my future entirely differently. I knew that there was a possibility that Baby B would not make it. The heart rate was a lot slower and it was much smaller than the other two. I braced myself for the possiblity. But, never, did I brace myself for everything else that was to come. I've learned never to worry about tomorrow because you have no idea (not in your wildest dreams. . .or nightmares) of what life has in store. I remember worrying about how to get three cribs into their bedroom or how to breastfeed three or even two babies. Would they share a car someday? Should I buy a triplet stroller or a double and a single? What would their birthday party themes be? In an instant, none of that became relevant. Instead, I began worrying about whether I would even be able to take my babies home. None of the other trivial things that I worried about even mattered. I feel very grateful to spend Mother's Day this year with my beautiful little girl who brings me unimaginable peace and joy. It is that peace and joy that I wish for all of you.

Thursday, May 8, 2008 - Update

Lately, I've been trying to see the good in every bad thing that seems to happen in life. Sometimes it's very difficult to do, but I'm giving it a shot. Today, for example. . .

Olivia threw up most of her morning bottle, but. . .

I caught about 98% of it in her cereal bowl.

Now, Olivia's patch doesn't stay on her eye. I either used too much Maalox or didn't let it completely dry, but. . .

the Maalox worked and the patch wasn't painful to remove. Olivia even removed it herself. . .3 times.

We believe that switching to a faster flow nipple is causing some of Olivia's recent vomiting, but. . . . .it doesn't take her 30 minutes to eat anymore. (I think we are going to have to switch back, however.)

The past eight months have been the most difficult, trying times of my entire life, but. . .

I have the most amazing, miraculous daughter in the world.

It doesn't get better than that!

Heidi

Ryan's mom talked to Heidi's mom this afternoon and from what we understand, Heidi had a tear in her lung and the lung was partially collapsed. She is in the NICU at Wesley and was on C-PAP, but is now off. From what I have heard, she seems to be doing better and will hopefully go home next week. Our thoughts and prayers are with her and her family!

Wednesday, May 7, 2008 - Update

Look at all of my giraffes! I almost want to roll over to see them.

It is extremely difficult to remove the patch from Olivia's eye. It's like ripping a band-aid off. . .over your eye, one of the most sensitive areas of the body. I think Ryan is going to pick some Maalox up after work and we'll try that tomorrow. I'm not sure, however, if you put the Maalox around her eye before you put the patch on or if you rub it on the outside of the patch before it's removed. I did some searching online and read that you can rub A&D Ointment on the outside of the adhesive about 15-20 minutes before removing it. The ointment is supposed to cause the adhesive to lose its stickiness and allow for painless removal. What they don't realize is that babies like to pull at the patch and then stick their hands in their mouth. I don't think that Olivia should be eating the ointment, so that didn't work. Hopefully, the Maalox will work a lot better. I just can't imagine putting her through this day after day. Her poor eye is red for a long time after the patch is removed. I'm afraid she is going to be like me and be extremely sensitive to adhesives and latex. I still have a scar on my arm from a latex bandage that I had on in the hospital.

On a happier note, the other day I was sitting in Olivia's chair. From where I was sitting, I counted 19 visible giraffes in her room. That doesn't count the giraffes that I knew were there, but couldn't see. That's a lot of giraffes.

Prayer Request

Stacy, a member at our church and long-time supporter of Olivia, recently had a baby girl. I believe that she found out she was pregnant about the time that Olivia and Logan were born and her continued pregnancy has been a dream come true. We just heard today that her little girl, Heidi, was admitted to the NICU for lung problems. I don't have too much information at this time, but I ask that you pray for Stacy, Heidi and their family.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008 - Update

My mom and dad say that I have to wear this patch.
But, it doesn't match any of my outfits.

I wasn't quite expecting it to be. . .but, it was a little heartbreaking to put a patch over my baby's eye. I forget that Olivia's been through a lot and this is nothing. She doesn't seem to mind it at all. It's almost as if she enjoys the different perspective it gives her when looking at familiar objects. She is just an amazing little girl. We have to have it on 4 waking hours of the day. She has been sleeping quite a bit today and as of 2 pm. . .she has had it on for 6 hours. Once she wakes up, we have 30 more minutes until I can take it off. I hope we can see a bit of improvement by next week.

Monday, May 5, 2008 - Update

These glasses are the only ones I need for now.

This morning we had to have a little conversation with Olivia about how it's okay to complain. If she needs us in the middle of the night. . it's okay to wake us up. When we went in to get her this morning we found dried vomit all over her crib. We never heard a peep out of her. . .she just scooted onto the clean half of the crib. This is one reason why we're not willing to give up her monitor at night. I sleep bad enough as it is. Anyway, I then gave Olivia a morning bath. She thought it was a little funny having a bath in the morning. Then we headed off to the eye doctor.

Olivia seemed to like her eye doctor. She seemed very intrigued with all of the toys that he showed her and he made funny noises. She does have unopened/blocked tear ducts. He is giving her until she is one year old to see if they open. If not, she will have to have surgery to open them. She's also crossing her eyes quite a bit. We have to start patching her right eye for 4 hours every day. We go back to the eye doctor in 10 days to see if there is any improvement. This is just the first step. Many times if this condition is present at birth, surgery is required to repair it. He doesn't feel that glasses are needed at this moment. We met a former 26-weeker in the waiting room who has had glasses since she was 6 months old. She is now an adorable (and very well-behaved) 4 year old. I got glasses a few years ago as I am a bit near-sighted. I usually only wear them when I'm driving, but I hardly wear them even then. I've already decided that if Olivia would need to wear glasses that I would wear mine along with her. That way. . .Olivia would put her glasses on and she'd see mama put her glasses on as well. Honestly, I am just grateful that Olivia has her eyesight. For that we are truly blessed.

Sunday, May 4, 2008 - Update Part II

I wanted to say thanks to my dad for coming over so that Ryan and I could work out in the garden. Most years, I plan out what I'm going to get and where I'm going to put it. . .taking into account whether each plant likes full sun/partial sun or shade. Well, this year we just went to Dillons and grabbed some flowers. Ryan dug random holes and I stuck the flowers in. We joked that the garden will probably look the best this year. At least it's done. Bless those perennials that have come back looking as beautiful as ever with no work on my part. Oh, and my purple plum bush. . .it's so pretty. Our day is a bit better today. Ryan is downstairs relaxing, Olivia is napping and I'm in bed with my laptop. Not too shabby. . .

Sunday, May 4, 2008 - Update

Harrison misses Bailey quite a bit.

Olivia is sometimes the only thing that makes us smile.

Lately I've been giving my nasolacrimal ducts a work-out. Have you ever wondered why your nose always runs when you cry? Your tears drain down to the back of your nose. It makes sense because Olivia has never once had a runny nose. I worry so much about her sometimes.

I was doing better about Bailey until I cut the pigs' green bell pepper into six slices instead of five. Harrison doesn't know what to do with himself and just sits and stares into space. He has had numerous ear infections throughout his life and it seems his ear is bothering him again. So, we started him on ear drops twice a day. One of my rats is still on antibiotic for her eyes. Things are tough around our house right now. I bought a new laptop a few weeks ago. I had Christmas/birthday money and I didn't know what to spend it on. Since I'm on the computer all of the time, I thought a laptop would be nice. It's been nothing but a pain. I don't know what the problem is, but it seems to stem from Microsoft Vista. All of my transactions that I had entered into Microsoft Money (which I rely on immensely) didn't save. I'm about ready to have Ryan install XP on it. Poor Ryan has had to spend hours dealing with various problems on it. Everything just seems to be breaking around our house.

We have ants coming into Olivia's room. I'm afraid to spray inside the house because I don't trust any kind of spray near Olivia. I think I found the culprit. I guess ants are attracted to peonies and we have one right outside Olivia's room. There are like a thousand ants on it. Our peony is about the only flower in our flower garden. Most years, I plant a lot of pretty flowers, but this year I don't have the time, money, or desire to plant flowers. I don't want to be digging around in the dirt and then handling Olivia. . .plus, she wouldn't like to just sit outside without me holding her or pushing her in a stroller. I just don't want to do much other than spend time with Olivia and Ryan. I try to let Ryan have time to himself during the weekend, but it seems I always have things he has to do (like fix my computer.) I have flowers to put out on Logan's grave, but it seems I never have time to get out there. I feel so guilty about that. Things are just tough around our house right now. Ryan and I just need a break. . .not from our sweet Olivia, but from life in general. It hasn't been too good to us lately.

So sorry for my negative mood, but I've always been honest in what I write and I try to continue to do so. The past 8 months have just really worn us down. And, it's just been a bummer of a week. I promise my posts will become more positive in the future.

Saturday, May 3, 2008 - Update

Does anyone know what story mommy is reading to me? Lin got it right. . It was Gertrude McFuzz.

I have the most wonderful daughter. Lately, we haven't been able to get her to take longer than a 45 minute nap in the afternoon and yesterday she slept for 3 hours. I think she knew that mommy needed some time to herself. Our afternoons depend quite a bit on what kind of nap she takes, but we have quite the morning routine. We always take a morning nap together. We snuggle up in the recliner and she wiggles around until she finds that perfect spot. When she finds it, she gazes up at me and smiles. . .closes her eyes and goes to sleep. Since her afternoon naps have been lacking, I should really use that time to get things done around the house, but. . .that time is just too precious to me. When she wakes up, I change her out of her jammies, give her Prevacid, feed her cereal and a bottle. After she eats, I give her a little foot massage (with lotion.) Because of all of her heel sticks, she had a bit of an aversion to things touching her feet. Now she loves it and sometimes even rolls her eyes back in a state of pure relaxation. After that we read a morning story and then she sits in her bouncy seat so that I can change out of my jammies. Who knows what the rest of our day has in store.

Good-bye Bailey

I lost my guinea pig, Bailey, today. He was 5 1/2 years old. Of course, I love all of my pets, but Bailey and I had an extremely special bond. He was my first guinea pig. I got him in 2002 when I was living alone in my apartment and Ryan was going to school up at K-State. He kept me company when I felt lonely. When we first got him, we thought he was a she and named him Abigail. After we brought Penelope home, we realized that she was in fact a he and changed his name to Bailey. He moved with me into my next apartment when Ryan and I got married. His living quarters increased when we moved into our house. I have a rocking chair in the guinea pig room and I used to swaddle them in a towel and rock them. Bailey is the only one that actually enjoyed it, which is probably why we were so close. He was a cuddler, but he was also a biter. . .he'd keep you on your toes. I think his biting was almost his way of being affectionate. . such a silly boy. During the years when I couldn't have a baby, I got great joy from Bailey, who was my baby at that time. He was the "alpha" male as far as guinea pigs go and all of the other boys knew it. His favorite thing, however, was when I let him out to visit the girls through the bars of their pen. If female guinea pigs do not have their first litter at a young age, their pelvic bones fuse together and a pregnancy could be fatal. So, we never let Bailey or any of the other boys in with the girls. You'd never seen a guinea pig so excited to nuzzle his girls through the bars. He was quite the ladies' man.

He had slowed down quite a bit over the last few months. He had stopped taking his carrot a few days ago, and that is our first warning sign that something is wrong. He was, however, still eating everything else and getting around okay. He had a vet appointment next week. Normally, I would rush my animals to the vet at the very first sign of illness, but things have changed lately. This morning, we knew his time was near and had a vet appt at 2:40 pm. I debated whether or not to even take him because I didn't want to stress him. Ryan's mom came over this morning and spent time with Olivia so that I could spend time with Bailey. I held him and rocked him and told him how much I loved him. Then, I put him into the pen with the girls. They nuzzled him and groomed him and although Bailey couldn't really show it. . .it must have been the best time of his life. This now leaves Harrison all alone and he's never been alone before. He doesn't quite know what to do with Bailey gone. We are going to re-arrange the pens tonight so that at least Harrison is near the girls for companionship. We are not looking to get anymore guinea pigs at this time. Besides, it is very hard to get adult males who get along. Many of them pick on Harrison. . .not Bailey, though. . .they were good friends.

He passed away at about 1 pm, so he managed to escape the vet altogether. I know that losing a guinea pig is nothing compared with losing a son. The pain of losing Bailey will subside, but I don't think the pain of losing Logan will ever go away. Everyone expects to lose their pets someday, but never their child. You add sadness onto sadness, however, and it doesn't make you feel very good. I loved Bailey and he deserves to be mourned. He was very special. He made sure that I had my baby girl before he left me and that's the best gift he could have given me.

Here is Bailey as a baby when I first brought him home.

He grew to be almost 4 lbs

I will always remember him.
November 2002 - May 2, 2008

Thursday, May 1, 2008

8 month/4 month stats: 12 lbs 6 oz, 23.5 in. long (Head circ. 39.5 in)

Do you ever have those days where you just feel defeated and worn down? I'm having one of those days. Olivia had a pediatrician appt today. She had to have one of her HIB shots. There was some confusion over what kind of HIB shot she received in the NICU (one kind is given only twice and the other is given three times.) Well, she got one of each so she had to have another one. She was a trooper, as usual. I was concerned about a lump in her armpit that I found while giving her a bath last night. I guess it was just a fat roll, but that's okay. . .I'd rather feel stupid than have it be something serious.

We have had problems with her eyes since she was in the NICU. We have to clean them about 10+ times a day as there is constant discharge and matted eyelashes. We also do lacrimal massage. Sometimes we clean them so much that her poor eyes become raw. We have always been told they were blocked tear ducts. I guess tears pass through the lacrimal sac and down through the nasolacrimal duct and drain into the back of the nose. It's the nasolacrimal duct that gets blocked. I guess hers are not really blocked. . .it's more like they were never opened. During fetal development, there is a web of tissue that eventually hollows and provides a place for the tears to drain. Because her fetal development was cut short, they never properly opened. Because of this, she will most likely need surgery to open them up. Olivia's doctor normally gives babies until 14 months before surgery is requested. This will be something, however, to talk to her eye doctor about on Monday. I don't know, I just find myself wondering what other things in the future will be related to her prematurity. I don't want to be blindsided. When I was pregnant, I was told everything was going great and it wasn't. I just worry about Olivia so much and I want to know that I'm doing everything I can to help her. There are little things like the way she turns out her hands or doesn't want to lift her arms up over her head that make me worry. It's just one of those days, I guess. Then, her doctor talked about how other babies her age (both 4 month olds and 8 month olds) sometimes take over 30 oz per day and I'm just happy when we have a day over 23 oz with no vomiting. The doctor did say that Olivia is following her growth curve nicely. It's not like I don't feed her as much as she can handle. I push her to eat more, but there's a line that I can't cross or she will throw up. I'm just feeling defeated today. . .I do the best that I can.

Just a few things. . . .

I wanted to let all of you know the total amount raised by our team for March for Babies: $2,378. Thanks for all of your help and dedication!!! I should hear back about the team picture shortly.

Also, I finally have a MySpace account. (Is it still cool to have one? I'm always a few years behind.) Anyway, it looks like I don't have very many friends, so if you have a MySpace. . .visit mine at http://www.myspace.com/oliviapaigesmom. You all will love my layout (thanks Danielle!)

Wednesday, April 30, 2008 - Update

It used to be that I would spend hours staring at the clothes in my closet. . .wondering what to wear. Now, I throw on the first thing that I see and spend hours in front of Olivia's closet wondering what she's going to wear. Not that it matters. . .she looks cute in anything. Between Olivia's own clothes, cousin Katie's and cousin Izzy's. . .there's a lot to choose from.

Last week, I bought Olivia this Sing-A-Long stage. Izzy has always loved hers and because of Olivia's love of music, I thought she might like one as well. She's a little too young for it, but she lights up whenever I put her in front of it. It also helps her sit up for a bit when I put her boppy behind her (then she falls forward.) Her first love is still. . . her fingers. I try to tell her that she can't suck on her bottle and her fingers at the same time, but she's determined to prove me wrong. Silly girl.

We have a pediatrician appt tomorrow. Honestly, I'm not quite sure why because I don't believe that you get vaccinations at 8 months and I think her last Synagis shot was April 1st. But, I won't pass up an opportunity to talk with her doctor about a few things. Next Monday, she has her first ophthamologist appointment and I'm anxious to see what he says. I think she's doing fine, but she tends to cross her eyes a lot. It's cute because Ryan always tells her, "Don't cross your eyes and dot your T's." I pray with each appointment that she continues to develop and grow as she should.

I've been tagged

Just driving with dad. . . (Wii were having such a good time.)

I’ve been blessed, and I’ve been tagged. Julie tagged me today. Here are the rules:

*Link to the person who tagged you.
*Post the rules on your blog .
*Write six random things about yourself
*Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs
*Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment at their blog
*Let your tagger know when your entry is up.

Secretly, I've been hoping that someone would tag me. I feel so special. Here are the six random things about me. Honestly, I'm running out of things to tell all of you. I think you pretty much know everything there is to know, but I'll give it a shot.

1. I have the most amazing friends and family. During the last 8 months, I have also had the chance to meet the most wonderful people, make additional friends and become re-acquainted with old ones. I cannot believe the outpouring of love and support towards me and my family. There are too many examples to count, but I'll give you one from today. Olivia and I go on our walk and we stop by to get the mail. There is a package in the mail (which is always exciting to receive.) I get home and open it and there in the package are two Maybelline lipsticks in Coffee Glaze!! I cried. Thank you to the Hopkins family. I'm ashamed to say that I am not even sure if I know who you are (okay, now I do. . .I was so excited about the lipstick, I didn't read the note) but I am blown away by your thoughtfulness. Yesterday, I found a bag in my door with gifts for Olivia. I'm pretty sure who they are from because I know this one family with the uncanny ability to find all things giraffe. Thank you everybody for all that you do.

2. Of course, you know that I have 6 guinea pigs and 2 rats. I love naming my pets. I always tried to find names that I like, but probably wouldn't use for my children. My guinea pigs' names are: Bailey, Harrison, Penelope, Morgan, Taryn and Persephone. Sadly, my plan didn't quite work. It's been 8 months and it's time I fessed up. My rats' names are: Lucy and Olivia. Yes, there is Olivia the giraffe and Olivia the rat. I never considered the name Olivia for a daughter, but I fell in love with the name after I named my rat. I have tried to change my rat's name, but she is very smart and had already learned her name. I tried calling her Lily, but she just ignored me. So. . .there you go. I've been trying to cleverly disguise that bit of information. Olivia the rat is the one with the eye problems and has a lump on her back.

3. I actually enjoy paying bills. Okay, I can't really say that I enjoy watching my money disappear, but I like to know where we are at any given moment. It's somewhat satisfying to make sure everything gets paid. I know. . .kinda weird.

4. In high school, I played the bassoon. I played the flute as well, which is the instrument that I began playing in 5th grade. My flute was stolen out of the band room in 9th grade. I didn't have an instrument for awhile, but my band teacher had an old bassoon and asked me if I wanted to try it. I did until I bought a new flute. The next year, they purchased a brand new bassoon for me to play, so I stuck with it. I played flute, however, in marching band. I actually really enjoyed the bassoon.

5. My husband washes all the dishes. When we first got married, he learned that I hated washing dishes and I learned that he hated doing laundry. So, we took each other's most hated jobs and it's been that way for 5 years.

6. I have the most amazing, miraculous, adorable daughter. . .oh, I guess you already know that.

Here are the 6 lucky people that I'm tagging: Kerry, Kim, Heather, Stacy, Crystal, Angie

Monday, April 28, 2008 - Update

Olivia and I went on our first car ride today. . .just the two of us. Ever since Olivia failed her car seat test without oxygen, I've been nervous to take her in the car without being right beside her. I know. . .that was over 4 months ago and she is a much different baby now, but I'm still nervous. Usually, Ryan drives with his two girls in the backseat. Today, I felt like getting out of the house, so we went to the bank and the Dog N Shake drive-thru. Little by little, I'm gaining confidence and feeling more like a normal mother.

Last week, we decided to buy a baby scale. I don't like being surprised once a month at the doctor's office. I'd rather have an ongoing idea of how she's doing. She now weighs about 12 lbs 8 oz. I'll try to give weekly weight updates on her. Yesterday, she started on barley. She seems pretty indifferent to rice, oatmeal and barley. I don't think she hates any of it, but she's not exactly thrilled with it either. She has decided that she no longer wants to take afternoon naps, which makes her pretty cranky in the evening and doesn't let me get a whole lot done. So, I'd better go. . .

***On a not so good note, Olivia's vomiting is back with a vengeance and I'm not quite sure why. We're almost back to a once a day occurrence. I just can't figure it out. Although she usually tends to smile afterwards, it seems that it's bothering her more when she does it. It scares me a bit because she really chokes and turns red while it's happening. Usually, we can pinpoint some sort of reason as to why it happens, but today it caught me by complete surprise. Just when I thought things were improving. . .

March for Babies continued. . .

Marching for Babies

Olivia's cousin, Rebekah

Aunt Laura and Grandma Sailing getting some love from Thunder Dog.
Cousin Julia warming up.



Olivia was a trooper, but towards the end she was hungry, tired and ready to go home.

Saturday, April 26, 2008 - March for Babies

The star of the day. . .my precious Olivia

Olivia's friend, Ella

We had to wake Olivia up this morning. She wasn't too excited about that.

Olivia's cousin, Izzy

Some of our team

Olivia got her own streamer

Me and Olivia

Marilee, Kerry, Me and Olivia

More team members

Thank you to everyone who participated and/or donated money for the March for Babies today. We had an amazing time. I'm sure that we were one of the largest teams there. Thanks to Gina, Savannah and the Brownie Troop for bringing our wonderful banner. Thanks to Grandpa and Grandma Sailing for the giraffe cookies and to Shelley and her mom for the bracelets. Thanks to Laura, Joel, Julia and Rebekah for making the streamers and to Kerry for the hand sanitizers and labels. Those footprints are the actual size of Olivia's feet at birth. Everybody be sure to save your buttons and bracelets for next year. We'll try to make t-shirts next year as well. Thanks also to everyone who took pictures (Can you believe that Ryan and I forgot our camera?) Please email me your pictures so I'll have something to post with this update. We got off to a late start as Olivia didn't want to get out of bed this morning. We actually had to wake her up. The weather was a bit chilly in the morning, but it turned into a wonderful day. Everybody did so much to make this day extra special and I appreciate all of you so much. Thank you again!