I took Olive for her first well check, which thankfully she is still well for. She is back up to 6lbs 6oz and besides a little jaundice, looks great. Even though she's still 2 1/2 weeks from being full term, she was on the growth chart at 10th percentile for both length and weight. Not too shabby! The way she is eating, she'll be caught up in no time. I wish it was warmer so that I could get her in the sun more. Maybe it will be warm enough this afternoon, when Ivey takes a nap. I can't come out of my room when Ivey is awake or she will want to be close to me and Olive. So, I hide.
I miss my kids terribly, again. Jeff feels horrible again today, which is day 4 for him. I hate it that he is missing out on Olive's first week. I know we will have plenty of time to be a family, but I miss everyone and I hate that this is happening. I feel like I'm on some kind of post-partum survivor show... putting post-partum women in solitary confinement with their new babies and putting to the test to see how much they can handle before totally breaking down. Horrible show concept.
Poor Addison woke up with a fever this morning. He looked pitiful. Ivey is miserably sick. It sound like Mom may be getting it, also. I'm sure Asa won't be far behind. It's like we're being picked off by some germ sniper. I hope Olive and I are laying low enough to avoid detection.
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