February 2010 my husband and I sat in a doctor's office, eagerly awaiting the ultrasound of our baby. I was pretty sure we were having a boy--I have all brothers and just figured the odds were in favor of a "he." Well, baby Olive wasted no time in proving just how unladylike she was with a full spread-eagle pose. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. I had totally dismissed the possibility of a girl.
I had been aching to make something for the baby but had held off pending the result of the ultrasound. At that time, I was incredibly fortunate to live next door to a fabulous quilt shop. I told myself I was just going to browse, just get some ideas. (HA HA HA, we all know how likely that is for a fabric addict.) Twenty minutes later, I was on my way home with a bundle of fabric and big plans for my afternoon off of work. I knew I wanted an old-fashioned design with contemporary colors to match the already-vibrant personality of Miss Olive. I finally sketched out a simple pinwheel design to showcase the ice cream flavors of fabric I had selected. And like most of my projects, once I started, I didn't want to stop until it was finished. It was completed two days later.