Photo Essay

The Ones We Love: Olivia, my baby sister

Olivia holding Maple Leaves

Growing up, I was always an only child, and I though I always would be. I never expected a sibling. One fine Spring day, my Mom shared the news that she was pregnant. I was shocked, to say the least. I was never a fan of kids, so I wasn't exactly thrilled, and I was actually a little disappointed about the whole thing, because my Mom and I are best friends, and I didn't want her new child to take that away from me.

When my sister Olivia was born, I was still trying to get used to the idea that I was no longer an only child. It took me a while to get to know Olivia, and as time went by, I got used to having a baby around, and decided it wasn't all bad. She was kinda cute, and fun to watch. Now I couldn't imagine life without her. She has changed my life in so many ways.

When my Mom went back to work, I decided that I would babysit Olivia, since my only job was my photography. It wasn't until then that I really bonded with her. Spending many hours each day alone with Olivia finally erased that aversion to children I have always had, since my own childhood.

Olivia has recently celebrated her 4th birthday, and she amazes me how she grows and learns new things each day.

She loves to dance, sing, and play with our cats. Her fondest wish is to have her own Chihuahua, and to buy a pink dress for her.

In many ways, she is completely my opposite. She's loud, boisterous, bold, and fearless. She almost always figures out how to get her own way, and she can be a bit of a drama queen. In other ways, she's a lot like I was when I was her age. She's smart, funny, stubborn, and creative.

As she gets older, I find myself looking forward to the years when we can be the best of friends in our adult lives.

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