This morning, I went upstairs to help Ollie pack for his trip back to Idaho
after one of the most fantastic Christmas breaks to date.
Minus the barfs.
The upstairs loft room, which housed Jane, Ollie,
and Lottie during Christmas break,
was a mess, and oddly enough, it really got my heart.
I will miss this mess so much.
Having all the kids home for the last few weeks has been such a gift,
and seeing the Nies so excited about their sister's birth
has been one of the sweetest gifts I could ever receive.
Later in the evening, after Ollie was packed up and the loft was back to normal,
Ollie played cards with Jane and Lod, and then we all piled
in the car and took him to the airport.
The last thing I said to Ollie as I hugged him goodbye was,
"This is the last time you will ever see me pregnant.
The next time I see you, you'll have a new sister, and I won't
throw up anymore!"



