Olivia Simone at bedtime.

My husband.

I have fallen in love with this man more than once. At first, it was because he was so gentle and thoughtful in the smallest of ways, the kind of person who would point out a puddle so I could walk over it or a crack in the sidewalk because I'd likely trip. Then, it was because I realized how perfectly our hips fit into each other in his tiny twin bed as we lay to sleep and I have never seen eyes that shade of green. Months passed and we just became a pair naturally and effortlessly, never perfect but always pretty close.

As life has changed us and our relationship has weathered so many suns and a couple rains we continue on the same crooked path together. He is a man who shows his love in ways that are subtle but constant, he does not get sappy or sing my praises, but his actions fill my heart and soul. I fall in love with him all over again when I notice our daughter has his same exact eyebrows and crooked smile, I adore him more as I see him love her. Care for her, with the same gentle touch and thoughtful subtlety.

There are no guarantees in marriage, or in anything really, but all I can hope and fight for is that this concrete foundation we have built can continue to carry us toward the future. In the endless ways we are so alike and the frustrating aspects of us that are dissimilar I would not change anything. What do I want more than to grow old with him? A living example for our children that in this life nothing is handed to us, not very much comes easy, but the best things just seem to fit and find their way.

A Cloth Diapering Dilemma.

When I first started researching cloth diapering back when I was pregnant with Olivia I went a little crazy and bought all the fancy and fun fitted diapers that require covers. They fit great, hold in leaks, and come in so many to-die-for prints. We have everything from vintage Alice in Wonderland to Japanese imported kawaii prints. Now that I have been diapering for over a year and am so busy + will have another bebe to diaper soon I am starting to regret all the bells and whistles of my stash.

Now I wish I could sell (almost) all of them and start all over with a simple and basic cloth diaper that is just bulletproof and does the job without the frills. Something like the BumGenius all-in-one diapers with snaps:

photo from: cottonbabies.com

Easy, durable, and basic. Since when am I so... practical?

Muse Monday

"You know, I never felt like I was young at the time," she says, "and obviously having Mia was absolutely planned...It's only now when I meet people who are my age and single, [with] no kids, that I reflect and say, Bloody hell, I really have lived at a fast pace."

-Kate Winslet on becoming a mother at 25
from harpersbazaar.com



images via: Google

Some photos from the weekend...

Just wanted to share a few of my iPhone photos from this weekend's holiday fun.

My huz and me (wow, he smiled for a picture!)

Big tree

My pretty sister and me


I hope you have a wonderful week, and as always, thanks for stopping by :)

1/3 baked.

This little nugget and I officially completed the first trimester of pregnancy without too many mishaps. I did get sick a bit, I was so completely tired at first, and cursed pregnancy for a couple of weeks but all in all I cannot complain too much. I have an appointment for an ultrasound on Wednesday and I look forward to seeing the 2nd extension of my heart fluttering around on the screen.

As the weeks pass and Olivia continues to make me smile, test my patience, and fill me with joy I also stop for a moment and feel the adoration grow for this new child forming in my body. I wonder about him or her, and I feel almost guilty that I am so consumed with Pea that I think that perhaps being the second child is not fair. Why? well, because when I was pregnant with Olivia she was all I thought of and was my biggest focus. I did not have a rambunctious toddler to tend to or care for.

On that same note, Olivia is helping the time pass more quickly. I cannot believe the first trimester has come and gone. I am so excited to meet this fourth and final addition to my beloved peapod and his/her big sister is helping it so that Christmas morning anticipation will come sooner than I think! There is nothing, no day that compares to the day a mother gives birth. It is the ultimate, most resonating day. Ever. I am so thankful for the opportunity to experience that again.

And I crave pickles.

image via: Google

I've missed you.

I have been a very busy woman this past week. Work, moving, a growing bebe bump, and a VERY active little girl.

Olivia Simone escapes the bath




Shades, Ray Ban
Bracelet, Links of London


The BUMP. Almost 13 weeks.

Shirt, Walmart. Jeans, H&M Maternity Skinnies. Scarf, my mom's vintage.

This weekend I really hope to buy our Christmas tree and get the decorations up. Well, that will be done if we can sort through all the boxes and junk. Whenever we move I want to get rid of everything and start over. I get "throw away" and "donate" happy. Moves are fresh beginnings.

Today we are off to December Nights at Balboa Park, our annual family tradition. It began when my mom was pregnant with me and still it continues. I am excited to go with Pea this year when she is actually coherent and not just a bitty babe. The holidays are officially here!