A Baby and A Track Suit.

For her first birthday, one of my bffs, Steph, got Olivia a Puma track suit. It’s the cutest and funniest little thing, mainly because it’s a minitaure version of something I know that Steph would wear. I had never put it on her because, really, when would be a good time for a baby to sport a track suit? Olivia isn’t doing anything athletic anytime soon….unless you call running around like a maniac, athletic….(which some might.)

Anyway, last week, Steph came over, and we were doing wedding stuff, and just hanging around, laughing, talking, you know, girl stuff, when I decided to give Olivia a bath. Afterward, Steph suggested that we put the track suit on her. How could I object? When else would she ever wear it?

When I put it on her, we both about died. I swear, this kid gets cuter by the second and with her walking around in this track suit I just…let’s just say in that moment, not a whole lot could have been better than Olivia in this track suit.

So the first few pictures are from that night. We combed her hair that way on purpose (of course), and it just made the outfit that much better. I let her sleep in the pants, and then when we woke up in the morning, I decided to add a bow, and take a few more pictures…how could I ignore that beautiful natural light we get in this place (a.k.a how can I ignore taking MORE pictures of my child in a freakin TRACK SUIT)?

Also, she basically looks like Dominic’s twin 95% of the time (not fair!) and this photo set just proves that.

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I mean…….why is she so freakin awesome?


Have a good Wednesday!




Weekend Review.

I cannot believe that this past weekend was the first weekend of Spring and it was so chilly out. Although the sun was shining, that was the only time we were able to go out and enjoy the weekend without feeling extremely cold.

Spring, where are you? We have never been more ready for you.


Dominic had Friday off, which we always love. I slept in, and when I finally woke up at 11:30am, we had coffee, and blueberry pancakes and relaxed all morning. We had big plans to go to the mall to do a little Easter shopping, but instead, we stayed in and had a lazy day.We had a lost marathon (we’re OBSESSED!). It was great. Around dinner time, my dad came over, we ordered pizza, he stayed for a bit and then we continued our marathon.

Oh and Olivia in the refrigerator:



We started our morning the same; breakfast, coffee, Lost (I’m so serious when I say we’re hooked). Dominic got ready for work, and Olivia and I got ready to go out with my sister. We went to Wal-Mart, and then to…you guessed it. THE MALL. If it’s any consolation, we went to a different mall this time, and with a purpose. There’s a bigger H&M there, and I really wanted to get her a few things that I had seen on their site (H&M, WHEN are you going to let me online shop?!), but the line was literally out. the. door. and we were like hellllllllllllll no, so we walked around, visited the Disney store (Olivia didn’t want to leave, and I was so proud), a few other baby stores, and we even took Olivia on the carousel. I thought she was gonna freak, but she was actually quite calm. We stopped at one more store, where she was mesmerized by the jewelry, and then we left.

Also, baby toms? I can’t take how cute she looks in them.

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Olivia and I went with my dad to wash his blankets at the laundromat, and she was running around, tiring herself out. By the time we got home, it was 9:30 and she was out in ten minutes. My favorite.


On Sunday, Olivia and I woke up early to meet up with the girls. We had two different appointments to look at bridesmaid dresses, and I was so excited! The first place we went to was a dud. It was shady, rude, and way too money hungry. We regrouped, and went to the place for the second appointment. Muchhhhh better. Our consultant was polite, friendly, and so much more fun. We found the PERFECT dress within a half hour. Here is my first piece of wedding advice on this blog, although it’s more of an ‘ism’. A weddingism. Anyway, here is goes: You will most likely walk in with a list of things you want, and absolutely don’t want, and you will walk out with something totally different, and with at least one thing that was on your ‘absolutely do not want’ list. In my case, I walked out with everything I said I didn’t want, and I am so happy. The dress is perfect for each girl, it wasn’t expensive, and they ALL love it (which is sometimes, the hardest part). After we did measurements, we parted ways and My sister, Olivia, and one of our bffs, Michelle, and I went to get lunch. I love catching up with Michelle because we don’t get to see her often, and we every time we’re together, we do nothing but laugh.

Afterward, I picked up Dominic, we went to the

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Afterward, I picked up Dominic and we ran to the laundromat to wash our blankets. I totally forgot that his best friend (and best man, and Olivia’s God Father) and his girlfriend were coming to spend the night and I wanted the blankets to be nice and fresh.

I wasn’t feeling so hot so when we got home, I fell asleep on the couch for almost two hours. Seriously, literally just knocked out on the couch with my coat and boots still on. His parents had stopped by and I felt terrible that they were there to see us, and I fell asleep. They had just gotten back from a little vacation to Wisconsin and brought Olivia back two pairs of baby converse, and a pair of Minnetonka mocs! They are so cute on her.

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Around 9:30, David and Trisha finally got here and we let Olivia stay up so that she can see him. We don’t get to see them often so we try to make the most of the time we have together when they’re here.

I honestly thought that she was going to be shy, but she ran right up to him and they were playing and laughing and kissing. Seeing them together, and how he is with her, just solidifies even more that we made the right decision in making him her God Father.

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After Olivia finally went to bed, the four of us stayed up and talked, laughed, reminisced, with our bloody marys in hand.

It was such a nice way to end the weekend, and I am hoping for a great week!



My first ever call to Poison Control.

Monday night, I found Olivia in the corner eating something.

It turned out to be a sponge for Dominic’s shoe shiner.

Usually, we keep Dominic’s shoe shiner in a little drawer in our coffee table. Olivia likes to play with it when she comes across it. It’s always sealed shut, and it’s pretty hard for her to get it opened, if she tried, which she doesn’t. She usually just bangs it against the coffee table to hear the loud sound, which we don’t mind. I think she went to do the same thing this time, but realized that it was a different texture than usual, liked that it was soft, and put it in her mouth.

I think that it was an honest mistake on Dominic’s part. I mean, we all know that he would never do anything to purposely hurt her, obviously. I’m sure that he was rushing to clean the house (as we do when his parents, or my family, or really anyone, comes over), didn’t even realize that the lid wasn’t on the shoe shiner, and just put it in its usual spot in the drawer.

In all honesty, I didn’t even think to contact Poison Control first. Instead, I called our doctor’s office (well first I called my grandma), who then directed me to poison control.

I was so ashamed to have to even make the call, but the woman who helped me was really nice….and it didn’t sound like there was any judgement in her voice, which was a plus. She told me that as long as Olivia was still drinking/eating and wasn’t showing any signs of being bothered or in pain, that she was most likely fine, but just to watch her for a few hours. Thank god.

As soon as I got off the phone with Poison Control, I sent a text to Dominic and said “We really need to start watching what is in Olivia’s reach. Anything that we wouldn’t put in our mouths, shouldn’t be in reach for her to be able to put in hers.”

I then realized that although Dominic and I have child proofed, and made sure that the really dangerous stuff was either out of reach, or correctly locked/covered up, we quickly forget that the small stuff needs to be checked (and re-checked) just as much. We didn’t even think twice about putting the shoe shiner in the coffee drawer, which she goes in every. single. day.

I have already started going through the whole house, at Olivia’s level, on all fours, and re-checked to see what she can get to at her reach. We plan on re-re-checking, again, this weekend (as well as get some spring cleaning done, hopefully!) because although the woman on the other end of that line was super super nice, and calm, and helpful. I hope to never have to call them again.

Have you ever had to call poison control for your little one?



P.S. you should always have the Poison Control number handy. On your fridge, in your cell phone and even on your computer. In case you don’t know it, the number is 1-800-222-1222

P.P.S A picture of Olivia, for good measure. She was having a hard time staying asleep in her crib last night, so I let her sleep on the couch while I wrote and listened to Pandora (please run and check out the Lumineers Station for calm, beautiful music, and/or the Jimmy Eat World Station for a bit of High School nostalgia…I usually switch off every couple of songs so that I can enjoy the best of both!). Also, do sleeping baby pictures ever get old? Nope.


Wanted: Motivation.

It seems that I have fallen victim to the cold Chicago Winter, and I’ve got the dreariness to prove it.

My lack of energy, exercising, and eating healthy (per my New Year’s resolution), have all fallen by the way-side and I don’t know how to climb out of this hole.

Does anyone else feel this way?

I signed up for a 5k that I am actually running (read: walking) on Saturday. I signed up because I knew that the New Year resolution inspiration would ware off quick and I needed something to keep me going. Can I be honest? I failed. Or, gave up, is probably more suitable. I gave up before I even tried. I have never run a 5k before and my first one is going to be a complete catastrophe. I am not prepared even a little bit, and when my aunt (we’re running it together) said “It’s just for fun, I’m not really practicing either,” that was all I needed to justify my lack of preparation.

Aside from the 5k, I also wanted to eat better, and cleaner. For lent, I gave up fast/fried/greasy food, and even got Dominic to join me. There is no one I spend more time with than that man and him and I have the same eating habits. We’re terrible. We’re enablers. If only we followed the diet of the other person we spend all of our time with (little miss), we’d be thinner in less than two weeks!

Which brings up another point, why shouldn’t we be eating what (and how) Olivia is eating? We are so set on making sure that she doesn’t know what french fries are, eats a ton of fruits and vegetables, and there is always tons of color on her plate (don’t worry, she definitely knows what ice cream is, we’re not that terrible.) We want our beautiful girl to live this healthy lifestyle but how can we ask that of her if we don’t follow suit?

Well no more.

Diabetes runs in my family. In both of our families, actually. And that is the main reason why I have tried to monitor what Olivia eats so carefully. We don’t want her to suffer with health problems, and we want her to live a very long, healthy, life. I also want need that for Dominic and I. We want to be around as long as possible to watch Olivia grow up into the beautiful woman that we know she’s going to become.

We’ve talked and talked about what we need to do to ensure that we live that long, and the answer was simple: we need to be each other’s conscious, instead of enabling each other to eat unhealthy and not workout (or at least be active), we need to push each other to get to where we want to be.

We’re obviously not going to be axing out all food completely, we’re just eating smarter, and everything in moderation. I’ve already started to pin a few recipes to my Pinterest Boards so that we can eat healthier, without having to switch to a boring boiled chicken and steamed vegetables diet. I’ve also looked into different exercises OTHER than running because running is just not my thing. I really want it to be, but it’s not.

We need to do this for ourselves (hello, we’re getting married in September and we want to look good!) but more importantly for Olivia. We need to be positive examples and stick to the healthy lifestyle that we so quickly push on her. Our unhealthy-ness has gone on long enough.

And if you’re wondering, this post has definitely served it’s purpose. I feel happy, I feel excited, I feel motivated. And it feels good.



P.S. Last night for dinner, I made one of my bffs and I Weight Watchers Enchiladas and they were amazing! I ate those suckers up so fast that I forgot to take a picture! I can’t wait for Dominic to try them when I make them again!

P.P.S If you have any recipes, tips, or tricks you really like, I’d love to hear them!

P.P.S.S A little dose of Olivia to get you through your day:


10 Things Friday.

The day that I have been waiting for is FINALLY here. Dominic, Olivia and I are en route to Galena, IL and we are very excited about it.

Here are the ten things that are….

happy this week

1. Going on our little 3-day getaway, obviously. (also finding out that there’s in indoor pool. YES!!!!)


3. Olivia learning “choo choo” and shoes which actually comes out “Choos”

4. New tires.

5. Loving the same Man for 6 years and counting, and celebrating by going on a nice date on Saturday night while we’re in Galena. I already have my red lipstick on ;)

6. List-making.

7. Working with Tori on some new stuff for my blog!

8. I made the BEST Vesuvio Potatoes on Tuesday night. Seriously. I want to eat them every night now.

9. Getting the OK to get Married in the church that we wanted! An especially big deal because they had originally told us the date was already booked. (I called and begged for an earlier wedding time. They said yes!)

10. I met my perfect little nephew, Evan, last night. I’m in love and I officially have baby fever all over again.

What are 10 things that are making you happy this week? Have a good weekend, I know I plan to!! :)




I’ve seen these letters floating around the blog world, so I figure I’d give it a shot. Consider it a form a therapy, if you will.

Dear Hair,

Do something other than be thick and poofy. And if you even think about misbehaving on my wedding day, I will cut you off.

Love, Katie

Dear Charlie,

STOP BITING EVERYTHING. Pretty sure after 5 months, you’re not a puppy anymore so stop acting like it!

Love, Katie

(although Dominic always refers to me as ‘Mom’ around him…..strange….)

Dear Neighbor,

Please stop banging against the walls like you’re building a house at 11:30 at night. The first time you wake up Olivia, you will be sorry. Thanks!

Love, Katie

Dear Stomach,

Stop craving wings. You’re not getting them. We gave them up for lent and well, quite frankly, you don’t need them.

Love, Katie

Dear Winter,

Unless you plan on bringing more beautiful blizzards, I’m over you. Be gone.

Love, Katie

Dear Mailman,

Please stop bringing me junk mail. I already have cable, I’m not joining a gym and I don’t need the pizza coupons. Start bringing me letters and pretty things. You know how much I love mail.

Love, Katie

Dear Bridesmaids AKA My BFFS,

Thank you for being the best of the best to me (and Olivia).

Love, Katie

Dear Nick and Nancy,

Thank you for having Dominic. And thank you for loving me as your own. And thank you for all that you have helped us with, especially now.

Love, Katie

Dear Family,

Thank you for being there for me and Olivia and loving us always.

Love, Katie

Dear Olivia,

Thank you for being so perfect and finally sticking to a sleep schedule. You have made my life a little easier and I really enjoy the down time. Also, have you noticed how much happier you are with all that sleep? Learn now that sleep is your best friend. Well, second best friend because I’m your first….right? RIGHT?! I love you to the moon and back, sweet girl.

Love, Mama

Dear Dominic,

Thank you for working these crazy long hours to give Olivia both what we want, and more importantly, what we need. I cannot believe that next week will already be 6 years that we’ve been together and I am in even more disbelief over the fact that we will be MARRIED in exactly 6 months! I also love YOU to the moon and back.

Love, Babe

Well, that felt good. Mini vacay tomorrow!



P.S. I signed up for BIRCHBOX a few weeks ago and finally got my first box! I already really love it and if you decide to sign up, please use this link so that I can get points :) This is what it looked like, and there are also a few more samples inside that envelope labled BIRCHBOX.


A Baby and Her Newfound Love for (Eating) Snow.

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Last week, Chicago had a pretty big snow storm. The snow was coming down SO hard and it looked so beautiful.

Yes, that’s right, I’m a crazy snow lover. While I cannot wait for the nice weather, I am just a sucker for this gorgeous white stuff (Until it turns black from all the cars, anyway).

Dominic, Olivia and I were just sitting, staring out the window and I said to him, “Why do we have to sit here, and enjoy it from the inside? Let’s go outside!”

So outside we went.

And we had a great 20 minutes.

*And that’s where this post ended….up until yesterday. Yesterday we had another storm and of course I took more pictures so here they are.. I can’t help myself!

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My sister came over yesterday afternoon and we decided to take Olivia outside before her nap so that she could play in the snow.

When we were younger and it would snow, we would play outside for what felt like a lifetime, and we never wanted to come in. Our mom had to practically drag us in by our snowsuits. Playing in the snow with my daughter and my baby sister was such a treat, and it definitely brought back sweet memories of our childhood. It makes me so happy to see the love that my sister and Olivia have for each other.

Olivia is still not really sure what all this white stuff is that’s falling from the sky, but she does know one thing for sure: it tastes good. All she wanted to do (both times) was sit and eat the snow (don’t worry, we made sure it was clean). Don’t laugh because you know you used to do it, too!

It snowed a lot more yesterday than it did last week and all night I just sat and watched it fall. It is just such a magical sight and while everyone complains about it snowing again (it’s WINTER, people. Winter=snow.), I just look the other way because I love the snow. Always have, always will.

After we came inside, Olivia snuggled in her crib and was out cold for two hours, so I think it’s safe to say that she had a good time. Charlie did too, he was running around like a crazy, putting his face in all the different piles of snow.

Do you love the snow, or hate it?



P.S. Last Thursday Olivia had her 15 month well-visit and our Doctor said that she is perfect! Of course we already knew that ;) She is 20 pounds, 11 ounces, and 29 inches tall. She is in the 10th percentile for both her height and weight, which means she is still living up to her nickname, Little Shrimp. She is passing all of her 15 month milestones with flying colors. She got four shots (that she got really bad bruises from.) and he was so shocked that she knows how to say ‘More’ in sign language! It was a great visit. In fact, the only negative throughout the entire visit was when the Doctor told us that he was LEAVING in June and that we’d have to find a new pediatrician. It was seriously so heartbreaking because Dominic and I really love him.

The Best Baby in All of The Land.

This is a shout-out to our girl….because she deserves it after yesterday.

Tuesday evening, Olivia and I were hanging out, like we always do, when I started to feel really sick. I felt so sick that I put her to sleep a half hour early, and marched my booty right to bed. I was vomiting, I had a really bad fever, chills, aches, it all came at me so fast and I literally felt like I was dying.

Little did I know that Dominic was coming home feeling the exact same way.

It was so ridiculous. I cannot recall us ever both being so sick at the exact same time. We were up. all. night.

Olivia still doesn’t sleep through the night, she usually wakes up once around 3/3:30am, so I kept wondering if one of us was going to be able to….um…contain….ourselves long enough to put her back to sleep.

But guess what? She never woke up.

Our girl slept 10 full hours, and then I started to freak out -because that has never ever happened- so I sent Dominic in to check on her and she must’ve heard him, because she woke up instantly. I said, “Just bring her in here, I miss her.” So he did, and she cuddled me, and the three of us fell asleep for 3 more hours.

After she woke up again, Dominic took her downstairs and let me sleep for another 2 hours, and then we switched off and he went upstairs to bed and I stayed downstairs with her.

We were still both so sick all day and we were the most boring parents ever. I swear, she looked so bored and I felt so bad.

But it was like she knew that something was wrong. It was like she knew that we needed a calm, relaxing day because that’s exactly what she gave us.

Olivia is typically a very mellow baby. Don’t get me wrong, she has definitely had her moments (especially lately) but overall she is pretty good. And yesterday was no exception. She was like an angel baby. She played quietly by herself, she was laughing with Charlie (our dog), sat on my lap, watched cartoons…as a matter of fact, now that I’m thinking about it, I don’t think she cried once. She was so content, and calm, just plain old good. She was just such a good girl.

If she was able to understand the term “reward” yet, she would’ve gotten one, that’s for sure. Instead, I just kept kissing her cheeks saying, “Thank you for being such a good girl today. I’m sorry we were boring, tomorrow we’ll go out.” (as if she knew what I was saying.)

So today, that’s what we did. We went and got a nice lunch at Panera, and then we started our wedding registry (more on that next week!). We could tell that she was very happy to be out for a few hours, and it was nice to get some fresh air after being cooped up in the house with the worst sickness in all of the land (at least that’s how it felt in that moment).

We really thought that with both of us having the stomach flu, and having to entertain a baby at the same time, it was going to be one hell of a long day. And it was. At least the whole having the stomach flu part. The entertaining a baby part? Well, we have the best baby in all of the land, which means, we still win. Take that, stomach flu!



A Baby and Her First Time at the Children’s Museum.

Happy Wednesday, Everyone!

Thank you for all the well wishes for our girl. I am happy to report that after a few fevers, some popsicles, and a few (very) stinky diapers, Olivia is back to her normal happy self, and we couldn’t be more thankful for that! We hate when she is sick, it’s just so heartbreaking.

Unfortunately, whatever she had, Dominic and I now have. We feel absolutely terrible but I would rather us be sick over Olivia any day.

Last Thursday, Dominic was off and I had mentioned a few days prior that admission was free at the Children’s Museum at Navy Pier in Chicago. We were so excited to take Olivia and do something other than go to the mall, just the 3 of us. And we honestly had such a good time. Though it will be a little better once Olivia is older and she can understand things a bit more (she was playing with the plastic apples and oranges like they were balls), it was still so fun to see her interact with everything and be so amazed by it all.

I took SO many pictures, so you’re in for a lot. You’ve been warned.

This was before the museum. I always try to get a few shots of what she’s wearing before we go anywhere just in case she gets dirty (and also because I always send a picture to my sister!)

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And then once we got there…

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And then my camera decided to act reallllllllllly weird and I couldn’t get it to focus the right way. Of course while she’s wearing the littlest raincoat I’ve ever seen ever. Of freaking course.

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(I couldn’t get enough of the walls in the elevator, aren’t they awesome?!)

And we also visited the photo booth. How funny are these pictures? Dominic’s faces are ridiculous.


And after we visited all the exhibits, we decided to walk around the inside of Navy Pier, and we also got some food. Dominic and I gave up fast food for lent, but we were STARVING, and we didn’t even think to bring sandwiches or anything. Parenting fail on our end, we better not let that happen when she’s older.

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And because it was only 7pm when we were ready to leave, we decided to ware Olivia out even more by letting her walk around the mall a little. Bonus points for me because I went into F21 and found the cutestttt top. The Easter Bunny was there and because Olivia was dressed in a little skirt, we said “why not” and decided to get her pictures taken. She. Was. Terrified. Traumatized, even. Poor Girl.

Last Year:


This Year:


And then while Dominic paid, I put her down, she ran to the side and was just staring at the Easter Bunny like, “You better not come any closer to me.”


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It was honestly such a perfect family day, and it’s nice to do things just the three of us. I know Olivia had a good time, too, because once we got home, she kept giving us kisses without us asking her for them.

I love my little family so much, and there is not one thing I would change about our cute little life. I can’t wait to take Olivia to the other beautiful museums that Chicago has to offer and then once it gets nice outside, we can even introduce her to the beaches and walk around downtown. My favorite.

What do you do on Family Days?



The Parent Club.

Early Monday morning, I’m talking like 3am, Olivia was up crying in her crib. She has been such a good sleeper lately, only waking once around 5am, so when she wakes up like that, I always think something is wrong.

And this time, something was wrong.

She seemed very clingy when I picked her up from her crib so I, again, brought her in our bed, gave her some milk, and she fell asleep…..for like 10 minutes. She woke up again really fussy, and whiny and I couldn’t figure out what was wrong, and then it happened.

Our little tiny girl was throwing up all over our bed, and all over herself.

Olivia has been sick before, she’s had fevers, slept all day, runny nose, cough, she’s had it all. But vomiting was never involved and it was a little scary. Dominic went downstairs to get some cleaning supplies, some water, and even a piece of bread for her, while I quickly washed her off in the bathtub and changed her into new pajamas.

She must’ve eaten something that didn’t agree with her, or maybe she had too many different foods. Yesterday she had a little bit of  a cookie, and at the restaurant she had ground turkey, some cream of broccoli soup, and some mashed potatoes, maybe one of those things made her little stomach upset. Whatever it was, it makes me want to go back to exclusively breastfeeding her for the rest of her life so that this doesn’t happen again.

She looked so sad, and miserable, and this next part is going to be so bad to admit but after I gave her a bath, I wrapped her up in one of our towels and she looked so cute just laying there all wrapped up, I wish I would’ve taken a picture. But I didn’t. I was too worried to do anything but cuddle her and make sure she was okay.

We thought after all of that, she would just want some extra cuddles, but that she would be okay. But we were wrong. Olivia was up pretty much every 45 minutes throwing up, and then ultimately when there was nothing left, she started dry-heaving. It was seriously so scary and so sad and we felt so helpless.

Finally around 6:30am, she drank almost an entire glass of water, and I must’ve fallen asleep while she was drinking her water and I woke up to this:

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And then at 11am, Olivia was thankfully still sleeping, Dominic and I woke up looking at each other like we just survived our first war. And I guess in a way, we did survive our first something. He smiled at me and I said, “I guess we are officially in the club.” He asked, “What club?” and I said, “The Parent Club.”

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I say it that way because this is only the beginning of Olivia keeping us up all night because she is ill, only the beginning of us worrying about her all night even when she is asleep right next to us, only the beginning of us washing her off in the tub in the middle of the night, and us having to change our sheets and scrub our mattress before trying to get some sleep just to wake up to it happening all over again. We survived our first night, and we are well aware that this won’t be our last.

The Parent Club is a tough club to be in sometimes, but it is by far the most important and rewarding club to be a part of, too.