My Very First Mother's Day

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Feliz Dia De Los Madres to all the Mamas out there!

This year marks my very first Mother's Day. I received this sweet card from my Grandma in the mail yesterday and it not only melted my heart, but made it feel real. Yes, I realize I'm a Mama now, but the fact that Mother's Day includes me now feels kind of unreal!

You see, I always wanted to be a Mom.

I never wanted to get married, but I always wanted to be a Mom. As a little girl I didn't dream of big wedding dresses or play "wedding" with my dolls - although I think my Barbie did have a wedding dress, but it was more of a fashion study than anything...anyhow I digress. I did however hold my baby dolls and stuffed animals as if they were my infants and dreamed of having a child someday, which I attribute to the closeness between my mother and I.

My parents marriage was far from ideal and all I ever thought growing up was - Why trouble yourself with the whole marriage thing when you can just have a baby of your own? As I hit my late 20's I didn't stress about meeting someone to get settle down with, I worried that I was getting older, thus the chances of having a baby was getting slimmer by the moment.

Meeting my husband in 2009 was completely unexpected. Our first official date was at a wedding. He likes to remind me that he told me at this wedding that he was going to marry me someday and that I rolled my eyes and explained to him that marriage wasn't something that I was interested in. He just smiled and nodded.

Okay - so he was right...there, I said it! :)

The thing is - when you love someone so deeply and with all of your being you come to realize that the values that are important to them become just as important to you. I remember as we were reading our vows to each other in San Francisco City Hall, knowing that this was the best decision I had ever made - the best thing I had ever said, "Yes" to.  All the years I had said, "Marriage is just a piece of paper that ruins happy relationships," what I really was saying was, "Happy relationships never last and special people always leave or disappoint me, so why bother?"

So this grinch's black heart grew when we got married that day in 2011. It was a closeness, trust and unconditional love like I had never known.

Then my heart exploded when my son was born 3 months ago. It was a feeling of strength, a new-found respect for myself and what my body was capable of as a woman and a deep feeling that I had been born to protect this little human.

I think that's what being a mom is about. Yes, it's about giving birth to a child, but I've come to realize that becoming a mom has been a life long journey and I've just arrived. It is not what I dreamed it would be. It is a million times better. It is about realizing you know nothing. It is about me, it's about my husband, it's about Chico and it's about who we all are now that we are "one" as a family.

So "Happy Mother's Day" to you Adam and you too Chico - because I am the Mama I always wanted to be because of you both. I love you guys.

xx.

Emily/Mama

Sakura Bloom Sling Diaries Vol. IV "Everything Shines"

  This post was written by my husband Adam. We are the first husband and wife team to be chosen as Sling Diarists for Sakura  Bloom Series - Vol IV: Everything Shines!

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"The only place where your dream becomes impossible is in your own thinking." -Robert H. Schuller  (yeah, I started this with a quote) As a kid I was encouraged to dream of becoming such things as a Doctor, or a Lawyer. I was taught that the level of  "success" and financial stability would gage my happiness. I was taught to always "do better" than what my parents could do. The words "Do as I say, and not as I do…" were often heard around our house. I understand my mothers desire for me to succeed, but without guidance, resources, and with such vague direction, how could I possibly believe in myself enough to accomplish such seemingly impossible goals? I was overcome by anxiety and sleepless nights at a very young age, for the fear of disappointing my mother and the consequences at hand if I were to let her down. The older I got, the less I cared, and the less I dreamed. When thinking about "dreams" the first thing that pops into my head as a father, are the dreams I have for my son. My dream is to foster an environment where Chico has the opportunity to inspire his OWN dreams. To experience the innocence of looking at the world and really believing that ANYTHING is possible.  I want him to dream the way all kids should dream, without hinderance, and know that the sky is the limit! OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

I dream that one day men will realize how baby-wearing can directly influence a bond between them and their children and will not be self conscious or afraid of being perceived as effeminate. Its 2014 and gender roles are long past. We live in a world that is so "PC" that we often question what we can or cannot say, but for some reason it seems totally ok for women to approach me and say things like, "Oh what a good dad!". I can only ask myself, "Why?" Why is the standard for being a responsible father so low that someone would assume I'm a "good dad" simply for wearing my son!? Taking care of your children isn't something that should be praised, it's something that should be expected. My dream is to influence other dads to realize the importance of bonding with your child. As men we don't have the opportunity to nurse our children, so anything I can do to build a trusting bond with Chico, I'm going to do! That is why I took the six weeks of family leave when Chico was born even though I was ridiculed at work and treated like I was going on a six week vacation. That is why I woke up at every feeding and changed Chico's diapers, bounced him to sleep for endless hours on the yoga ball, and did not think twice about wearing him close to me when the opportunity arose. These are ways that I have bonded with my son, and although many men might think he will never remember any of that, I can look into my child's eyes and KNOW how much it matters. And no, I'm not trying to be "the best dad on Instagram", I'm not playing a role here, what you see is what you get. I'm just trying to give my son what I never had and always sought after, nothing else matters.

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Growing up I never thought about being a father, wait, I take that back, I never thought about being a GOOD father. Why would I? I assumed I would have illegitimate bastard children running around the San Fernando Valley who hated my guts! Sad to say, not a far off assumption for a teenager who didn't think about living past his twenties. I was consumed by drugs and alcohol, and the older I got, the more real shit got. So I drank and got loaded to distract me from an unfulfilling life. Four years ago I got sober and I was given a second chance at life. Im lucky to have met my soul mate who became my best friend and wife. I was blessed with a baby boy who totally flipped my world upside down in the best possible way. You see up until then, my dreams were non existent. I was too afraid to dream because I was so used to low expectations. I thought as long as I could stay sober, support my wife financially, and enjoy living, I was a happy camper. The second I looked into that babies eyes and said "Chico, this is your papa…", witnessing him recognize my voice was like no high I ever experienced. Fatherhood is something I KNOW I am good at, because everything I ever wanted in a father is exactly what I dream to provide for my son today.

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Exciting Announcement - We are Sling Diarists!

photo 1Adam and I are happy to announce that we were chosen to participate in Series IV of Sakura Bloom's Sling Diaries - "Everything Shines." It has been torture keeping mum about it, but it was finally announced yesterday so now we can blab about it to everyone. We are still in shock and pretty damn giddy about being chosen [imagine kids on Christmas Eve]. We will be the first husband and wife team and during the next six months we will be splitting up the different theme assignments. He will do 3 themes on his instagram [Adam's IG] and I will be doing 3 themes here at 9 Months & Beyond.

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I am SO looking forward to the next six months. I plan to make lots of new connections with fellow babywearing/blogging/picture taking/mamas & papas. It's going to be awesome. I can't wait for all of you to join me on this journey!!

xx,

Emily

Weekend Adventure with my little Family.

photo 2"Why are they so embarassing?!" -Chico We three have fun. No matter what we do we always find a way to have fun doing it, but one of our favorite things to do is to hang out in Little Tokyo. It has always been that place that I defer to when I want to go somewhere to eat, walk around and just get lost. My grandparents took me there all the time as a child and it feels nice to take Chico to do some of the exact same things I did.

photo 1A trip to Little Tokyo wouldn't be complete without grabbing a bite to eat at Suehiro Cafe. They are celebrating their 40th Anniversary this year and I can't believe it! I've been going there since I was in elementary school and always order the #2 combo.

photo 4Chico also enjoys the #2 as he is a huge fan of chicken. Look at these two! The waitresses at Suehiro freaked out over Chico's headband. They were calling him "Kamikaze Boy" and even asked if they could hold him and take pictures with him.

photoYes, his new thing is staring awkwardly at people with a dead pan expression. Super uncomfortable to witness! :)

photo 3Not to anyone's surprise we wore Chico in the ring sling during our adventure. Couldn't imagine him exploring his surroundings any other way at this point!

Processed with VSCOcam with c2 presetOf course gotta pay homage to the Patron Saint of the Japanese herself - Miss Hello Kitty.

Sunday Funday complete! Good food, too many macarons, trinkets, coffee and as usual met lots of people who were huge fans of Chico. Because let's get real - he's really the star of the show these days.

Adventures in Breastfeeding - Guest Blog

cue pics028 I had the wonderful opportunity to write a guest blog for Jill over at Goodnight Mush - HERE about "Adventures in Breastfeeding." Breast feeding has become such a huge part of my every day since having Chico and it's something I am incredibly passionate about. I hope you go over and have a look at it. It was such cool thing to be able to sit down and reflect on what early breastfeeding was like and how I couldn't have done it without the constant support of my husband.

When we brought Chico home from the hospital we were both really adamant about doing things ourselves and not having our moms (or anyone for that matter) come over to help us with the baby. My mom brought food but we didn't have hands on help (not for lack of offering). Adam and I both felt very strongly that we wanted that "Golden Hour" to last for as long as possible.

I am so glad we did this because it brought us so close together as a married couple and as a parenting team. There's something to be said for only having each other to lean on - by choice.

Just feeling grateful for what my husband and I have created and the life we are living.

Here's some silly pictures we took at Cue Studios yesterday to go with my blog.

"Happy Boobs, Happy Babies!" -Adam

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Slingin' at the Zoo

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We are now annual passholders at the LA Zoo! We went on a whim and had a great time. My new Sakura Bloom silk sling arrived right when we were headed out the door and I was so excited - it's even more beautiful in person then it was on the website (color is Twillight).

I'm happy Adam is getting more comfortable with using the ring sling instead of the Ergo only because Chico now prefers the ring sling in a big way. He likes that he is looking forward with you as opposed to the Ergo where he is forced to look behind. We aren't gonna toss the Ergo yet though - because soon he can do a back carry and I think both he and Adam will like that a lot.

Happy Babywearing! xx

It's the paranoia of not being a good Dad...

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=71X06QMGqK0&w=640&h=360] Nice to see this intimate (although made by galaxy samsung!) of Jay-Z talking to Rick Ross about fatherhood. With so many boys being raised without dads, I know this is a common feeling, worry, and concern. My husband talked about this a lot before Chico was born.

I remember him asking me, "How will I teach him how to be a man?"

That had never dawned on me - because to me, my husband is the perfect man. He is loyal, sensitive to my needs, gracious and courteous to others, funny as all hell, and best of all - he's in touch with himself; meaning that he can talk about his feelings, tell me if something hurt or upset him, and wants to discuss things. To me that is the making of a perfect gentleman/husband/friend/DAD.

But it's easy to see these things from the outside. I'm not a man and don't know how that feels, even though I do know what it's like to have an absent father.

I think admitting that you're scared or paranoid to not be a good parent puts you light years ahead of someone who doesn't worry at all. Just my two cents. I wish there were more Papas out there who blogged and/or talked about this stuff.

20130703-233609.jpg My husband loving on Chico - because that is what will make our son a strong man someday.

Porch Living.

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We spent the early evening on the porch as a family - watering the lawn, reading to Chico, trying new holds in the Ergo and watching YouTube videos of Cheeks from his birth and first few weeks of life. I really am living the dream. I am so unbelievably grateful for the life that we are living. I can't wait for summer nights spent as a family on the front porch, which is saying a lot because if you know me, you know that I hate summer.
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We have plans to up our porch game with some new furniture.  Martha Stewart's line of products for Home Depot is really off the chain. The first few weeks Chico was born we used to walk to Home Depot and just sit in the different patio furniture. It was our way of feeling like we were getting out of the house but still relaxing. :)
I can't wait to lounge in these!!
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Here's to summer nights!
Check out this silly little video I took of my two favorite people. It was supposed to capture a loving moment between Papa and Son, but Chico decided to surprise Adam...
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My Very First Mother's Day!

20130510-104319.jpg Feliz Dia De Los Madres to all the Mamas out there!

This year marks my very first Mother's Day. I received this sweet card from my Grandma in the mail yesterday and it not only melted my heart, but made it feel real. Yes, I realize I'm a Mama now, but the fact that Mother's Day includes me now feels kind of unreal!

You see, I always wanted to be a Mom.

I never wanted to get married, but I always wanted to be a Mom. As a little girl I didn't dream of big wedding dresses or play "wedding" with my dolls - although I think my Barbie did have a wedding dress, but it was more of a fashion study than anything...anyhow I digress. I did however hold my baby dolls and stuffed animals as if they were my infants and dreamed of having a child someday, which I attribute to the closeness between my mother and I.

My parents marriage was far from ideal and all I ever thought growing up was - "Why trouble yourself with the whole marriage thing when you can just have a baby on your own?" As I hit my late 20's I didn't stress about meeting someone to get settled down with, I worried that I was getting older, thus the chances of having a baby was getting slimmer by the moment.

Meeting my husband in 2009 was completely unexpected. Our first official date was at a wedding. He likes to remind me that he told me at this wedding that he was going to marry me someday. I like to remind him that I rolled my eyes and said to him that marriage wasn't something that I was interested in. We both remember him smiling and nodding.

Okay - so he was right...there, I said it! :)

The thing is this - When you love someone so deeply and with all of your being -  you come to realize that the values that are important to them have become equally as important to you. I remember as we read our vows to each other in San Francisco City Hall, I knew that I was making  the best decision of my life - that this was  the best thing I had ever said, "Yes" to.  All the years I had said, "Marriage is just a piece of paper that ruins happy relationships," what I really was saying was, "Happy relationships never last and special people always leave or disappoint me, so why bother?"us

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So this grinch's black heart grew when we got married that day in 2011. It was a closeness, trust and unconditional love like I had never known.

Then my heart exploded when my son was born 3 months ago. It was a feeling of strength, a new-found respect for myself and what my body was capable of as a woman and a deep feeling that I had been born to protect this little human.

I think that's what being a mom is about. Yes, it's about giving birth to a child, but I've come to realize that becoming a mom has been a life long journey and I've just arrived. It is not what I dreamed it would be. It is a million times better. It is about realizing you know nothing. It is about me, it's about my husband, it's about Chico and it's about who we all are now that we are "one" as a family.

So "Happy Mother's Day" to you Adam and you too Chico - because I am the Mama I always wanted to be because of you both. I love you guys.

xx.

Emily/Mama

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You are 3 Months Baby Bear!

3mo Dearest Baby Bear,

3 months? Feels more like 3 years! No, no - not in a bad way Baby Bear - we just have done so much and you have grown so much, that it's hard to believe you can learn and change so much in just one months time!

During the past month you have learned all sorts of new tricks! You can grab onto toys and bring them to your mouth like a champ! Your new favorite thing is to play on your "jungle gym" as I call it - you lay on your back and look up at flashing lights, music and spinning objects that dangle from the gym. You crack up so hard while your playing in your gym. Sometimes it looks like you are playing a drum kit! You kick hanging monkeys with your feet, punch a hanging rattle with your right hand and with your left hand try to grap the spinning toys. DOUBLE BASS DOUBLE BASS! This further proves my prediction that you are going to be very musical someday!

The other fun thing that you do now is babble and chat with me. I will ask you something and you respond by chatting and laughing. We do this every morning for a good bit of time - that's usually when you are the happiest. Yes Little Bear, sometimes you can be quite a grouch! It's funny, one moment you are laughing and the next minute you look so grouchy! Your Grandma Sue thinks that maybe you are going to be really serious and think your Papa and I are pretty ridiculous (which we are). I think that you might just have a really great poker face.

Speaking of poker - we went on our first family trip a few weeks ago! The 3 of us went to Las Vegas for your uncle Patrick and aunt Sophie's wedding. It was the first time you got to meet a lot of family - you met your Grandpa Adam, Great Grandma Mary, Aunt Loretta, and your cousins Sierra and Jonah! Sierra wanted to hold you right away and you looked huge in her arms!

I will tell you a funny story about Vegas. We bought you an adorable little sailor outfit (including a sailor hat!) to wear to the wedding. When we arrived at Cesar's Palace you started screaming and I couldn't figure out why you were so upset. I picked you up out of your car seat and you had pooped all the way up your back, all over your car seat and of course your all white sailor suit. You kept looking at your Papa and I with this look that said, "Guys, I'm so sorry - I feel miserable!" It was quite an ordeal!

Love you so much Baby Bear - here's to another month of love, laughs, antics and growing!

xx.

Mama

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You and Papa hamming it up during your photo shoot.

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Chico's Outfit:

Yellow & Grey Bow Tie Onsie with Vest - Noah's Boutique on Etsy - Cool thing about this? The onsie has snaps on it and you can order different ties, suspenders, vests, etc to snap right on to create different looks. We actually ordered this for the wedding but it didn't come in time. It's okay though, you would have just pooped on it anyways. ;)

Blanket - This was Mama's Baby Blanket a long time ago. Grandma saved it and brought it over when you were just born. PRetty cool that we can share stuff right Cheeks?

Chico's First Trip to the Museum!

Adam and I decided on a whim Sunday night that we should catch the Kubrick Retrospective at the LACMA before it closes (turns out it has been extended until the end of July). I was excited to get out of the house and do something and also very excited to take Chico to the museum for the first time. Then the "what if's" started in my head.

What if he starts crying and it echoes throughout the galleries? What if someone gives us a dirty look or asks why we brought an infant to a museum? What if he lets out one of his monumental farts and people give us major side eye?

These are exactly the kind of "what if's" that keep me home so often. I am trying to have a more carefree attitude and get out of the house once a day, even if it's just to go to Starbucks. I already had a really intense homebody tendency pre-baby and it could easily encompass my life if I let it. So I will fight it - because I know it's best for me to even when it feels like the last thing on Earth I want to do.

I am getting more and more used to the planning that goes into taking a major outing with a newborn. I am much better at knowing if we are "baby prepared," but still working out the kinks of "mama preparedness." Getting dressed is no longer an activity that only involves "looking good," because now it has to be functional as well. What nursing bra do I choose to wear with this top? Should I wear a tank underneath this top so that when I breast feed him I won't be exposing my gut? Also I'll be wearing a wrap of some sort - will what I'm wearing only make me hot and sweaty under the wrap? Will Chico be hot and uncomfortable strapped to me in said outfit? Oh and jewelry and accessories - forget it. All they do is get caught on him, the wrap, pose a potential scratch hazard and or come too close to his face or mouth when I'm holding him. Wedding ring only these days.

So yeah it's an adjustment for me. But I feel like I'm not doing too bad only 3 months in. We had a fabulous day and once Chico got fussy in the stroller we swapped him into his Ergo and he fell right asleep. We even ate lunch at the museum afterwards and aside from a diaper change/feeding debacle it went smoothly. I'm getting more comfortable with breast feeding in public, which has also been harder than I thought it would be for me. Depending on the place, there are times I just feel so exposed and vulnerable even though I know in my head I am doing the right thing for my baby. As most women would attest - you spent puberty forward with your breasts being sexual objects and it's difficult to separate that now that I  use them in a utilitarian fashion. Luckily Adam is very supportive and reassuring which makes every part of this that much easier. We decided we are going to try to do something fun like this every Monday to encourage both of us to get our butts out of the house and into the world!

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A Clockwork Orange - starring me and Chico. Notice his eyes peering over the Ergo like "Ehem, Papa are you really letting her do this?"

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You may not be able to tell, but Full Metal Jacket is Adam's favorite movie (only after You've Got Mail of course!).

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Lolita film images through a magnifying glass.

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Jack's Adler typewriter from The Shining.

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The Twins! These are the dresses they actually wore in the movie.

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Not from the Kubrick Retrospective...

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Come Get Your Pendletons!

Come Get Your Pendletons! Check out my husbands new site - That Pendleton Guy. He's been selling vintage Pendletons for a while now on Craigslist, but I helped him get set up with his own site where he can slang his goods. He's extremely knowledgeable and only sells high quality, mostly vintage Pendletons as well as other vintage items. Happy Shopping!

You Are 2 Months Baby Bear!

chico official 2mo Dearest Baby Bear,

Well, you are 2 months old now! Time flies when you are pooping, eating, sleeping and pooping some more! It feels as if so much has happened during the past month. The most exciting milestones that have happened are that you know smile and laugh!

When you were first born you would sometimes twitch in your sleep and it would appear that you were smiling, but according to my baby books it was a reflex and not an intentional grin. The books said that when you smiled purposefully, I would know. Well it's true! One day when I was talking to you (about who knows what) you broke out into a big grin and a strange gurgle that I knew was a laugh. Every day since you smile and "laugh" more and more. It changes your entire face and I am so glad I was able to capture it in this picture of you (taken on the day you turned 8 weeks).

Other things that have changed for you is that you are awake much more! You seemed to always sleep during the day that first month, but now you seem to always be up and alert during the day! So much for trying to get anything done around the house - especially because you like to be held in my arms as opposed to your swing, your bouncer, the car seat... really anywhere that isn't ME! Luckily you really enjoy being in your wrap (1 of 3 I have for you) and that gives my arms a break - you are getting heavy little boy!

Your Papa went back to work last week and he's having a tough time. He misses you so much and gets sad during the day thinking about how much he wishes he was at home with us. Those first 6 weeks of your life were awesome for your Papa and I as husband and wife because we got to be around each other AND you 24 hours a day. It was one of the best times of my life. We are adjusting and I'm getting used to being your primary caretaker during the day. It isn't easy without Papa's help but we are hitting our stride.

Our biggest accomplishment this month is probably breast feeding. We both seem to really have the hang of it now and it's as if we're old pro's. I say "we" because breast feeding can be a difficult, frustrating and painful experience for both parties. These days breast feeding is none of those things - it is a beautiful, relaxing, bonding experience that I look forward to. You seem so healthy - growing fast mentally and physically and I know it's due to the fact that you are exclusively breast fed. It makes me feel proud that I can sustain you all by myself. It's pretty mind blowing when I see your legs getting chubbier and your body getting these adorable fat rolls and I think - "Wow - I'm doing that for him!" This may sound strange but I'm sure other Mama's understand what I mean.

Here's to another month of fun and growing together my love...

Your Papa and I love you very much Baby Bear!

xx. Mama

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An Afternoon with our Buddies.

Adam, Chico and I headed out to Santa Monica last weekend to spend some much needed time with our best buds, The Jenkins. "The Jenkins" are: John, Gaelyn and Peeps the Pup. They are also expecting a baby boy come June and we are beyond excited for them and also for Chico who will have a built in buddy to grow up with (Check out My Corner View for Gaelyn's cute ass pregnancy style!)! John and Gaelyn also happen to be Chico's Nina and Nino (Godparents).

We spent the afternoon soaking up some much needed Vitamin D while John BBQ'd some delicious food (Per usual - this man is amazing - the day after Chico was born he and Gaelyn came over and made us lobster tail! No joke!). We also got to put Peeps to the test and see how baby friendly she was. The verdict is in and she passed with flying colors!! She was curious, gentle, concerned when he cried and best of all she rocked him in his chair! Good job P-nut!!

John and Gaelo took some fab photographs of our day, so I thought I'd share. They do great wedding photography/videography, so check 'em out at What We Do Films!

Chico Picnic with Jenkins'-IMG_8669-2 Images of my husband may be tougher then they are in real life. In other words - he's a big softy!

Chico Picnic with Jenkins'-IMG_8603 Peeps doing an amazing job of protecting Cheeks. Cheeks is chatting her ear off.

Chico Picnic with Jenkins'-IMG_8592 The fun exhausted them both so they napped.

Chico Picnic with Jenkins'-IMG_8670 Our Little Family.

Chico Picnic with Jenkins'-IMG_8610 Nina Gaelo the baby whisperer.

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Chico Picnic with Jenkins'-IMG_8631 More man time.

Chico Picnic with Jenkins'-IMG_8620 "Mama it's so bright out here!"

Chico Picnic with Jenkins'-IMG_8605-2 My heart.

Chico Picnic with Jenkins'-IMG_8648 I'm a mom - so weird still. But I look at this photo and I'm like - "Hey, that's a mom doing mom stuff with her son right there!"

Chico Picnic with Jenkins'-IMG_8683 Adam being the best Papa - flexing his "Happiest Baby on the Block" skills.

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Papa got Mama a Prezzie.

push I remember the first time I heard the phrase "Push Present." I was highly confused and thought the name was borderline vulgar (really, a present for "pushing" out an infant?). It just sounded like another consumer/capitalistic ploy for women to put pressure on their partners to get them something expensive.

Fast forward to my current life. I made mention of the term and my husband had never heard of it either. When I informed him of the definition he thought it was equally silly ... but then in the same breath said he would want to get me something when I gave birth to his child someday.

This is what is touching about my husband. He does kind things because he WANTS to, not because he's pressured to. I'm just not that type of girl. If you know me you know that I never owned a designer purse, any sort of diamonds, etc. before meeting and being spoiled by my amazing husband. I didn't know what a "carat" meant or anything else about that world. My husband picked out my wedding ring on his own because he's awesome like that.

I had read a blog post about Push Presents on the blog "Renegade Mothering," and thought it was a little "obvious." The writer's point is that a piece of jewelery cannot "make up" for the fact that she now pees when she sneezes and has saggy tits. She adds that she would prefer her husband, "Love me. Go to work. Don’t cheat. Wash the fucking dishes."

Well duh. Obviously. Jesus Christ - isn't that part of the deal when you are in a relationship with someone? To love them, be faithful (unless otherwise agreed upon) and to share daily life responsibilities? If your partner feels moved to get you something special after you've given birth to his child can't it be just that?

Should you ask or put pressure on someone to get you a Push Present? Hell no! But if you do that, you are probably the type of girl who drops obnoxious hints about wanting expensive bags and shoes all the time too.

Adam took my wedding rings to "get cleaned" last week so that when I can wear them again (my rings are currently too tight to wear due to pregnancy water retention) they'd be nice and shiny. When he came home and gave me the box to "see how nicely they cleaned them" there was a new, third band in the box.

Surprises like this are what make me fall in love with my husband more and more every day. It has nothing to do with the fact that he got me diamonds. What makes my heart explode is that he had been putting money aside months ago because he wanted to get me something to show his appreciate for me after I gave birth to our son. It's the thought and the sentiment behind a gift that makes it great. Not the price tag.

Push Present debate - rage on.