Olivia is healthy and thriving.
12 lbs 14 ounces (25%)
23 and 1/4 inches long (10%)
40 cen. head circumfrence (50%)
Showing off her war wounds in her most flattering picture yet.
Her four month check-up went very well and rather uneventfully. She's itty bitty, but that's not surprising as neither mommy nor daddy are very big people. We were given the doctor's recommendations as far as solid introductions and talked about other developmental milestones coming up. I'm planning on waiting until O is 6 months old to introduce any solids, and most likely we will be skipping the traditional rice cereal route all together. I haven't totally formulated my plan of attack for it yet, and I need to continue to do some more research.
Olivia got her shots and it about broke my heart. Luckily, Dave was there this time, so he got the task of holding her upper body down while the nurse poked her chubby little legs. She cried of course, but she really did well and stopped crying pretty quickly, which makes me wonder how she would handle getting her ears pierced...I've chickened out on it a couple of times already, and I just think we have missed the window of opportunity and will have to wait until she is much older. This is so un-Mexican and I am reminded of that quite often.
I cannot get over how wonderful this all is. I keep waiting to come down from the, "omg, she is SOOOOO cute" and "Dave! Look at her, look at her, she's so beautiful" high that started on December 8, 2010. But, nope, no luck. We can't get enough of our little Olivia.





























