A post about the baby, not her 'condition'....

Doesn't time fly when you are having fun? With Olive being my last baby, I am absolutely dedicated to enjoying every minute of her 'babyness'...but my gosh, it goes fast! Already we are past the newborn stage. We have progressed from bassinet to cot. We have started to tilt the pram to a more sitting position as she is getting too nosy. She eats her hands like a starving child. Finds the TV no matter where she is in the room, and watches it with the same intent look as when her Dad watches Mythbusters. She no longer wants to be rocked to sleep - that's for teeny babies apparently, and it doesn't work for such a Big Girl anymore!

My baby is growing up already. Yes, she is still so tiny, but before I know it, she is going to be a talking back, giggling, chocolate eating, playground climbing, Barbie playing 4 year old like her sister. Who is going to be 5 in a few short weeks, and going to school.

Eeeeek!! Somebody stop the clock!