18 months

my baby turned 9 months old this week.

that means:
she's been out of me as long as she was in.

and let me just tell ya dude,
time flew MUCH faster post-birth.

{and you CAN say that again.}

i mean,
it seems like just yesterday
that i typed this post.

i remember the day i drafted that blog.

i remember feeling crazy-nervous about all the changes going on in my life.
[renting our house, job unknowns, new babe, etc.]

and i remember having that conversation with little unborn-liv whilst laying on my bed with moving boxes surrounding me.

i remember thinking, "k, this is all too much for me to handle, yo."

and then i remember feeling
a blanket of peace come over me.

knowing that this baby
was just what our family needed.

{this babe} was going to be the perfect addition.

[this little lover] was going to calm my heart at times it needed calming
& often remind me
what life {and eternity} is all about.

*and now,
{a c-section + 9 months later}
that mini-angie-revelation has come to pass.

that girl's smile melts all worries &
restores all the hope in me that is often misplaced.

i have no words for how special she is.

my motherly heart
is thankful for the past 18 months.

...and the many more months
that sweet olivia
will richly bless in the future.