Reminiscing Mama…

sadly, when i made the move over to, a lot of the visual content (photos, videos) either didn’t tranfer over correctly, or at all…and the whole point of this digital diary is so that i can forever go back and bask in the good ol’ days.  so, in the spirit of christmas… a couple videos from last christmas, that didn’t make it over.  please re-enjoy!

12 months = 1 year!


i should be turned into the blog services for being a neglectful blogger.  i can’t believe i haven’t been on here for over a month!  :/ bad. bad. bad blogger.  i really blame it on time.  somehow time just doesn’t exist anymore.  time has taken a vacation. to be fully truthful, i have enough time to shower like twice a week…the remaining days my poor hair gets loaded up with layers and layers of dry-shampoo.  i blog, so that i can connect with other that share interests, have similar experiences, but then i disappear for months. BUT i have been gone for all good reasons…as previously posted, i opened my etsy shop, The Scalloped Window…and thanks to a bunch of you for word of mouth, and the world of social media, i have been BUSY!  I am also starting to offer a couple more items in the shop, including floral letters, numbers and shapes.  so, if you haven’t already, please check it out. i know, i know…the shop is ALSO looking pretty bare.  i just can’t keep up!  i am busy making custom requests, or finishing up reserved spots!  do not worry though… i plan to have a surge of new posted items after the holidays!! in time for spring romances!

and yes…baby adore is officially one! ahhhh.  we had a big ‘ol bash for her…ok, it was bigger than we thought it would be!  but it is really amazing to know how much love and support we have out there.  we are so thankful for everyone that came, and for those who wish they could have been there.  you have know idea how much it means to have you all…ok ok, i am getting all sentimental…photos? SURE! these are not all of them…and whenever time decides to come around again…i will definitly tell her i need more of her to upload more photos from the party!  for those of you who are on instagram…i encourage you to follow me on there.  i am a lot better at keeping up with photos on there. (link at top of page…little camera icon.

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eleven months…(no, i’m not gonna cry…)

11months WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! my “baby” is eleven months old! this has definitely been a challenging month (maybe the most challenging).  being on one leg is hard…throw in a mommy on one leg, and it’s damn right HARD.  there have been a couple (or maybe several nights) when dad is working late that immi and i have been locked in baby jail, just so mom can give ol’ lefty a break (that being my left leg…for those of you who haven’t had you’re coffee yet).  AND! seriously…what do they put on babies knees?  this girl crawls and crawls and nothing seems to phase her.  i crawl around for a week, and my knees are bruised and bleeding. BUT, then you look at that goobery face and can’t help but smile and be thankful for every second (well, maybe not every second…)

ok. ok.  i know.  no one comes to this blog to hear me talk (but tough, MY blog)…photos.  Sorry there aren’t more.  but i am gonna pull the ONE LEG card, one more time.  a 10 month – ahem- 11 month old is hard enough to shoot!  BUT – we have started to plan the little one’s bday party!  these monthly photos, and my little love’s LOVE for flowers, has inspired our theme… my baby’s birthday in bloom. Be sure to watch the little video at the bottom of the post…she does that everytime we see a flower in a book.  OH! and if you didn’t already notice…there is a new link on the right (or at the bottom if you’re on an ipad or iphone) that will take you to The Scalloped Window!)

blogpostand the comparison photos.  in all seriousness…where did she come from?  blonde hair (somewhat strawberry blonde) blue eyes…WHITE.  i love her. 11monthcomparison1


one thing hasn’t changed…that butt!  i just wanna eat it!…i’ll leave you with this.

Thank God for Tutus

^^^after holding a squishy one month old today, i needed this^^^

^^^…tutu courtesy of the lovely susan yee^^^

yes…thank god for tutus…and for once in my life, i’m not referring to the girlie-twirly fashion statement that i personally feel EVERY girl should own (and ROCK) on a regular basis…i’m talking about the tutus that fly out for a mama’s surgery to take care of her.

i’m gonna be honest…life after surgery…not that easy.  physically, it’s a bit challenging…but it’s nothing compared to how emotionally hard i’ve taken it.  for crying outloud…it’s just ankle surgery.  not cancer, or something life threatening…i got hurt playing soccer…which i fully expect to return to (after the year long rehab….)…but like i eluded to in my previous post – having babies complicates things.

i think the hardest part of the whole deal (and i have taken ZERO narcotics for the pain) is the fact that i can no longer just pick up immi and go…  it’s pretty hard carrying a baby with crutches.  if anyone knows how to do it, please send me a tutorial…and i’ll be forever grateful.  i’ve had a few mommy melt downs…the biggest one being while watching dad dancing and twirling around with immi…and she was just squeaaaaaaaaaaaaling with delight.  that smile.  i would do anything for that smile… but i couldn’t do that.  and yes, i was having a self pity party, and feeling sorry for myself…blah blah blah…  and yes, i know that this will be a blip in time later in life…BUT thats the other thing that just makes this so hard.  this time in her life is just a blip.  this wanting- needing- to be carried and held all the time.  i know that won’t last forever…i know that THIS time is so limited…so when people tell me, it’s just a blip – it kills me. i already sometimes can’t catch my breath at how quickly she just speeds along in life…and now, I AM wishing the days go faster, so i can be done with this healing process, and still wishing the days would slow down…talk about internal battles!  but anyways, back to being thankful.

my mama, immi’s tutu (thats grandma in Hawaii) came out to take care of me.  i can’t even begin to explain the ease of mind one has when mom is there to make soup, tuck you in…and help you wash your hair (and drive you here and there and everywhere).  thank you tutu…we (especially me) miss you already.