Our little girl is growing well. She is 1.6kg and right on track – Her mother, on the hand, is is a whopping 13+ kg over her previous weight and trying not to think about it.
“Little O” as she was so affectionately called before has actually been an “N” to us since we found out she was going to be a little girl. Funnily enough, Hubba and I always had her name in our pocket since the very first day we talked about sproglets so I was very happy to be able to use it early.
Here she lies on her side, peacefully napping in the safety of my belly.
She’ll always be my little Olive.