So, I finally figured out why Olivia was having a hard time sleeping and had a her temp for a few days. As we were eating dinner the other night Olivia started screaming bloody murder. So, I of course took this opportunity to take a look in her wailing mouth and found 2 new teeth that had just started breaking through the skin. The poor thing couldn't even eat rice that night for dinner. Things have since calmed down and she is back to normal. Whatever normal is.
The verdict is in and Olivia is officially a peanut and obviously does not have my genes. According to our pediatrician she is in the 25%ile for weight, height and head circumference (no suprise on that one). However, she is healthy as can be and there are no concerns. Dr. Wadle was impressed with Olivia's vocabulary and knowledge of body parts and animal sounds, as well as with her outgoing personality. Olivia received 2 shots, but no more until 4years old. She handled the shots well with just a moment of crying (less than 20 seconds) and gave Nurse Brandi "the eye". However, I think the side effects of the shots are kicking in, as she is currently taking her nap and just woke up sobbing and feeling very warm.
Unfortunately, Olivia is going through one of the many phases she will face along her journey of toddlerhood. She just happens to hit anyone or anything that crosses her path. I'm not talking just a little love pat here. I'm talking open palm, full fledged slaps across the face or upside the head. Nice. Kim, as well as Dr. Wadle assured me that this is normal and all kids go though either hitting, biting or both. Now, my dad would say that she is just taking after her mom and being a bully.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
She Says and DOES the Darndest Things
So, before getting out of her crib yesterday morning, KB walked in and gave Olivia a good ole lick through the bars of her crib. She absolutely loved it and beamed. This is Olivia and my's conversation that followed.
M: "You love Dodo"
O: "Yeah"
M: "You love Mama"
O: "No, just Dodo"
Because I am getting to the stage where climbing over the baby gates throughout the house is no longer fun or easy, I try to make things as easy as possible and climb over them as little infrequently as I can. Well, this afternoon I was trying to pick up the house and needed to take out some garbage. Usually, I just climb over the baby gate and take the garbage out the front door because one of the gates is blocking our side door. Today, I decided that Olivia would be fine with the gate down for the 3 seconds it would take me to go down 3 steps, walk 2 spaces and throw the garbage in the can. Before I hit the bottom step, I heard the door click shut behind me. No biggie. But before I could take the 2 steps to the garbage can, I then thougt "Crap, I hope that door isn't locked" (our door has one of those locks that you can open from the inside without really unlocking it, but you can't open it from the outside, as it is still technically locked). Fearing the worst, I tried to open the door and found that it was indeed locked, along with the front door and all the windows in the house. My 18 month old had locked me out. After looking for a key I thought was hidden outside, running across the street to use the neighbors phone to call my mom to bring the spare key, calling Chuck to double check that we didn't have a key outside, getting a spare key from our neighbor only to learn that it was the old key and then finally locating the darn key I knew was hidden outside but didn'nt see, I made it back into the house only to find Olivia "talking" on my cell phone adn pointing to the house phone that was ringing. This entire ordeal, whihc I say lasted anywhere from 5-10 minutes, did not phase Olivia in the least. If anything it stressed KB out more than anything. I guess I learned my lesson.
Olivia has also been sick the past few days. On Sunday, it looked as if pink eye was coming on and she ended up with a temp of 103. Monday was better, but she wasn't herself, had the poops and ended up with a temp of 101 by bedtime. Today, she slept a lot of the day and had a temp of around 100. She seems to be feeling a little better. At least good enough to pull her little stunt this afternoon.
M: "You love Dodo"
O: "Yeah"
M: "You love Mama"
O: "No, just Dodo"
Because I am getting to the stage where climbing over the baby gates throughout the house is no longer fun or easy, I try to make things as easy as possible and climb over them as little infrequently as I can. Well, this afternoon I was trying to pick up the house and needed to take out some garbage. Usually, I just climb over the baby gate and take the garbage out the front door because one of the gates is blocking our side door. Today, I decided that Olivia would be fine with the gate down for the 3 seconds it would take me to go down 3 steps, walk 2 spaces and throw the garbage in the can. Before I hit the bottom step, I heard the door click shut behind me. No biggie. But before I could take the 2 steps to the garbage can, I then thougt "Crap, I hope that door isn't locked" (our door has one of those locks that you can open from the inside without really unlocking it, but you can't open it from the outside, as it is still technically locked). Fearing the worst, I tried to open the door and found that it was indeed locked, along with the front door and all the windows in the house. My 18 month old had locked me out. After looking for a key I thought was hidden outside, running across the street to use the neighbors phone to call my mom to bring the spare key, calling Chuck to double check that we didn't have a key outside, getting a spare key from our neighbor only to learn that it was the old key and then finally locating the darn key I knew was hidden outside but didn'nt see, I made it back into the house only to find Olivia "talking" on my cell phone adn pointing to the house phone that was ringing. This entire ordeal, whihc I say lasted anywhere from 5-10 minutes, did not phase Olivia in the least. If anything it stressed KB out more than anything. I guess I learned my lesson.
Olivia has also been sick the past few days. On Sunday, it looked as if pink eye was coming on and she ended up with a temp of 103. Monday was better, but she wasn't herself, had the poops and ended up with a temp of 101 by bedtime. Today, she slept a lot of the day and had a temp of around 100. She seems to be feeling a little better. At least good enough to pull her little stunt this afternoon.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
18 months (almost)
Olivia and I ventured to Portrait Innovations this morning to have her 18 month pictures taken. She did a wonderful job and was as cute as could be. Too bad instead of the regular 20 minute wait for the pictures to be printed it was elongated to 45 minutes and then when we did return to pick them up 50 minutes later, we had to wait another 30 minutes until they were completely finished. Apparently the computer jammed. None the same, the pictures are great. Enjoy the slide show!
*Remember pictures are not cropped, so some may look a little off.
*Remember pictures are not cropped, so some may look a little off.
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Sunday, July 5, 2009
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