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July 18, 2014

Maxwell's birth story

So before I start Maxwell's birth story, I should probably mention that my pregnancy second time around was pretty uneventful until about 25 weeks in. I had to stop running around that time and missed my first half marathon due to increasing pubic bone separation pain. Around 30 weeks, I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes and the bone separation pain was increasingly painful and not just discomfort. I gained about 30 pounds at this point (with Annabelle I had only gained 19 lbs total) and through diet and exercise only gained about 7 more lbs in the remaining 7 weeks. I was able to cope with weekly chiropractic adjustments and minimal movement. Exercise wasn't happening and it became increasingly difficult to keep up with our toddler and any housework that needed to be done. Major props to my husband who really stepped up to do a ton since I was unable.

The bone separation pain went from pressure to throbbing at all different times of the day. For this reason, when I started getting labor pains in the 33-34 week, I was told to basically stop doing anything that could lead to labor. This helped a lot to stop labor pains and since I was already effaced and 1-2 cm dilated at my 36 week appointment, it was good I seized activity early on. 

I hit 37 weeks on Wednesday July 16 and we met with our "ninja birth assistant" (she's a doula and a midwife and a birth assistant)! She helped make sure we had all the necessary stuff for the birth and gave us a list of a few items we still needed. She was headed out of town that weekend and when I expressed concern about the baby coming soon, she said "keep that baby in!"  I definitely was trying to make it to 39 weeks, especially bc our child care for Annabelle was also out of town that weekend. However, I kept saying that I felt like this baby wanted out and wanted out soon!!!

That night, I started to feel like I had to poop. (Tmi I know)!  The feelings stayed throughout the night and into the next morning. The pressure downward was heavier and I felt a lot of discomfort, but I just assumed that was the bone separation pain. 

Annabelle and I went to her little gym class and I even did the balance beam with her! While I had a hard time moving about, I did my best to so that Annabelle could have fun. But I was exhausted when we got home. 

During her nap, I kept getting that "pmsy I have diarrhea" feeling. Except it was coming and going. It wasn't just there like an aura. Waves. Oh boy, was this labor? 

With Annabelle my water broke, I knew I had to go into labor with her. With Maxwell, I was still holding out hope to make it to 39 weeks.  I was in obvious denial despite numerous friends reporting back that they had similar feelings right before labor. The downward pressure was coming and going too. Or was it? Was I imagining things? I really thought I would know instantly second time around. 

After Annabelle's nap, we got in the car to pick up Larry and head to our chiropractor appointment. Getting Annabelle into the car and on the drive over, I had definite contractions. Since I was told this could happen quickly, I picked up my husband and said "we have to go home, I think I'm in labor!" His response "so should I not go to softball tonight?" 

When we got home I laid down for a bit while my husband ran out to bed bath and beyond and cvs to get the rest of our birth supply stuff. When he returned, I called Birthcare and our doula. I was def in labor. I also contacted my cousins who were gonna watch Annabelle. Lucky for me, their flight wasn't until 7 am. That gave me more than 12 hours to pop this baby out. 

My second labor was hard. I won't lie and say it wasn't. It was harder than my first even though it was shorter. After having time to process things, I believe it was harder for a few reasons. 

1. My expectations. Everyone says #2 is easier. Is shorter. Etc... Yes it was shorter but my labor was not short by any means. 
2. Pubic bone separation. I don't know if it was more painful bc of the separation. But it was more painful. 
3. Maxwell was trying to break out. After each contraction, I would feel Maxwell push off with his feet at the top of my uterus and then a downward strong pressure in my pelvic area. No joke! I kept saying "I feel like he's trying to push his way out." And after each contraction, I would say "no please stop" bc I knew the contraction def stopped but then I would feel more pain... A different pain. This made my contractions not ending, one on top of the other. It sucked. No joke ha. 
4. My focus. I tried to focus on the task at hand but worrying about Annabelle and hoping the baby would hurry out so I could get back to her was on my mind. I kept my eye on the time and kept recalculating how much time before Annabelle melted down. I wasn't completely focused and I think that made my contractions harder to focus and breathe brought. 

So back to my labor. About 630 my cousin came and got Annabelle. She took her outside to have dinner and play. The midwife and doula showed up about 830 pm. At this time, I was only about 4-5cm and 80% effaced. Labor was intensifying but I was trying to envision open oceans and large spaces willing my body to open up. It was intense. It was hard. It hurt. Around 11pm, I kept telling my husband "we are almost there, just a little more time" partially reassuring myself and partially reassuring him. 

But when we checked me again, I was only 6 cm. at this point I felt very deflated. I was sure I was almost there. I was sure it was almost over. At that point, I said "I don't know if I can handle anymore." The pain was getting unbearable. I was cursing and breathing heavily through contractions. I tried to stay focused but some contractions were really killing me. The pain after the contractions were causing vulgar words to come out of my mouth. I was squeezing my husband's hands harder than he could handle. His presence was essential during this labor. I really needed him there. 

What choice did I have at this point? Either I throw in the towel and ask to go to hospital or I grin and bear it. I didn't want to be in a hospital and separated from Annabelle longer than necessary, so I tried to regain my composure and focus.

 I didn't think I was progressing at all and was so frustrated but once my doula said to try to sit into my contractions, I suddenly felt movement. He was coming out. Hallelujah. Thank GOD almighty. We were making progress. Sitting into the contractions made the pressure more intense.  I believe it made him descend more but it was really hard to stay focused through the pain when "sitting into it'. In fact, many contractions I would find myself almost pulling away from the contraction instead. I think this is why i had such back ache and pain for many days after labor.

Then it started to get loud. Larry says that the three of them (Larry, doula and midwife) were "encouraging" me loudly, but it was me yelling "I can't" and them "encouraging" me and telling me I must. 

My water had yet to break. So the first thing I pushed out was the water membranes. A big bubble of membrane. However, I thought it was the head. I waited for each contraction to come to help push out the baby like I did when I had Annabelle. Not knowing any different, I thought this was what I was supposed to do. At one point, they kept saying to push and I was saying "I will" bc I thought you simply push when he contraction came. After talking to my doula and midwife after the fact, I realized that I could and should have been pushing between contractions too!!! I just didn't know to do that bc I never had to do that with Annabelle! 

When it was time for his shoulders to emerge, they laid me on my back after side lying and told me to spread my legs. After spending 10 weeks to keep my wolfs as closed as possible due to the bone separation, me thighs started to immediately cramp. I couldn't keep my legs up or apart and Larry had to reach over and help me hold my legs up. I was being encouraged very loudly to keep my legs apart, to separate my legs, and to push but push slowly!!!. To which I kept yelling " I can't" ! How does one push slowly when the contraction takes hold of your body? I mean at this point, who cares if I tear!! 

Well through all the yelling and chaos, I was able to push out a beautiful little boy... despite feeling like I couldn't handle it...Maxwell arrived at 2:53 am purple and bruised. His face was purple. Like REALLY PURPLE!!! This confirms my theory and physical feelings throughout labor that he was trying to get out on his own. 

He was a perfect 7 lbs 8 oz, 20 inches long. His head was a nice 13.5 inches. Only 1/2 inch bigger than Annabelle! Considering he was essentially 3 weeks early, he was a good size. The cord was cut at 3:13 and like Annabelle's cord, it was short so he rested on my tummy until I pushed the placenta out. His first latch was at 3:35 am. 

What I didn't know until later was that my little girl cried for an hour or so before falling asleep that night and then again once she woke up around 2am... she was trying to be brave and strong b/c "mommy was bringing baby brother", but this was our first real time to be separated. It broke my heart to know she cried but once we were reunited, we were good. 

Here is a picture of me with my midwife Kelly (right) and my "ninja birth assistant" Claudia (left) and Maxwell in the middle.

Recovery UPDATE: for me, recovery wasn't too bad. Despite the warnings, I had no tearing at all. My placenta detached fairly easily and aside from appearing aged, it was fine. My heavy bleeding stopped with 48 hours and while spotting continued for weeks, lochia wasn't too difficult. Cramping was more intense than with Annabelle, but only lasted about 12-24 hours. My milk came in by Sunday afternoon and Maxwell has been feeding nicely.  I did have several days of back pain but looking back, that was all soreness from labor pains.  My pubic bone separation was gone almost completely within 2-3 days of birth with only minor pain from the labor for a few days after birth.

All in all, the idea that we won't be having any more kids EVER again is starting to fade... but shhhh don't tell my husband that. He's already looking forward to getting a Vasectomy haha.

July 16, 2014

Why we chose a home birth

Often, when people find out that we opted to do a home birth for Maxwell, I am asked why. I understand the curiosity b/c its not really mainstream to opt out of a hospital birth. 

We had Annabelle at a free standing birth center. At the time, we also got questions  like "why are you doing it different?" Or "why not just be normal and have a baby at the hospital?"  So I guess the answer to why we opted for a home birth starts with the reasons we opted for a birth center birth with Annabelle. 

Looking back, the main reasons we opted to stay out of the hospital system started with watching "the business of being born". After watching that documentary & realizing that the DC metro area had a fairly high csection rate,  I started researching my other birthing options. 

At my 13 week ob appointment, I asked my OB about delayed cord clamping. After patronizing me first by stating "you get a gold star for being the first person to ask about this so early in their pregnancy!" He then answered my question with a question... "Why do you want to do this? There is no proof that this is helpful or that not doing it is bad." When I responded that my own research proved differently, and that bc it was minimal time spent to delay cord clamping, And I would like to go this route with our birth, His response (verbatim) "I'll accommodate you within reason."  

That day after my appointment, I put myself on the wait list for the local birth center. 

The OB's response told me he would do as he pleases regardless of my feelings or desires. I wasn't gonna just be another statistic in his book, so I left that practice. Best decision we ever made. Working with midwives, my appointments were so much more personal and caring. I started going to appointments without my husband bc I was always warmly welcomed and my appointments were about me as a person and not as a patient. 

So those were the three main reasons we opted out of the hospital system for our pregnancy and birth. Keeping in mind, I had a low risk, normal and uncomplicated pregnancy (aside from gestational diabetes-which I controlled through diet and exercise in both pregnancies). 

After a wonderful birth center birth, both my husband and I were more confident about staying out of the hospital system and birthing at home. Our biggest concerns were logistics concerning our 2.5 year old daughter and the small space of our 1 bdrm condo.  

A couple reasons I wanted to birth at home instead of a birth center: 
1. Being in the comfort of our own home. 
2. Less back and forth 
3. Not having to pack up the car and unpack the car and pack the car and unpack the car. 
4. Being close to our daughter while I labored 
5. Avoiding traffic and having to put baby in the car 
6. Knowing after labor I could just rest and not deal with "going home" hours after birth. 
7. Having a peaceful and comfortable environment where I could labor.

Basically, all the reasons we decided to opt out of the hospital plus being in the comfort of our own home was the main reasons we opted for a home birth.  And if we were to have another child, we would definitely do it at home again. :)

October 24, 2013

MCM10K-Marine Corp Marathon 10k

Today I ran my 3rd race, the 10k for the Marine Corp Marathon. It was a first time running this race and I had a lot of fun. After running the army ten miler last week, I didn't train for the 10k... I figured if I could do the 10miles, I should be able to do the 6.2miles but by Friday I felt nervous so squeeze in a four mile run to put my mind at ease! 

Because the start for the 10k was right on the National Mall, I was able to walk out my door about 7:40am. Race started at 7:55am! 

Here I am with Annabelle before I walked out the door!

As I walked down to our lobby, I realized I should snap a photo of me bc I didn't really get a good photo of me last week! 

Here I am in my running attire. Colts hat. Black pants. Black long sleeve with a tank top and two sports bras underneath. 

I headed out the door and it was a little chilly but I instantly knew I may get a little warm during the race! 

Here's a picture of the Capitol as I walked down 12th street towards the start! 

Once I got down there, things started fairly quickly. I got in line with this group for my goal time of 11minute mile- so about 68 minutes.
 I wasn't setting unachievable goals for my first 10k, despite an awesome race the week before-My PR for the 10-miler was 10:05min/mile. Exceptionally good for me so I didn't want that to be the bar. But I would be lying if I didn't say that it kinda was the bar in the back of my mind! 

The race itself was nice. Less crowded than the ten-miler, easier to navigate, and a little familiar as we went over 395 northbound hOv lanes into crystal city. I tried to keep my eye on my pace but not stress myself out. I feared I started too quickly and was gonna get overtired so I tried to really think more about my breathe and fun, than PR! I took the downhills faster and reminded myself to shake out my arms and I tried to take the uphill in stride without slowing down but in fact picking up my pace. 

The final hill was the worst! 6 miles down, you know the end is near and it's a nice decently steep hill. But can't be that long right? Hard part was every one was slowin down, so I picked up my pace to get around them - which was hard. And I just kept thinking - FINISH STRONG!!! 

And I DID! The clock 01:04:00 ish, so I know I surpassed my goal of an 11min/mile and checked my watch-it said 01:00:13!!! Total PR!!!

Here I am after crossing the finish line! 

Here I am in front of Iwo Jima with my medal!!!
Here I am with the Nike+app feature that puts the map on the bottom left corner!

A photo f my bib and medal!!!
A screenshot of my official time! It was a personal record and all time personal best time for me! 09:40/mile... I never can do that and I did it today!!! My watch wasn't too off either 01:00:08! I completed the 10k strong! #oohrah !!!

After I got home, the husband had blueberry pancakes, eggs and bacon waiting. Scarfing down the food, I then showered and got ready to see If Annabelle and I could spectate for the marathoners. Seeing spectators and hearing them cheer you on is such a great feeling! I knew it would mean a lot to my friend who was running if I could cheer her on! She's been a big supporter of my running endeavors, so I wanted to support her too! 

Here is Annabelle around mile marker 18.5...

Fearing we may have missed her, we scurried across the mall and parked ourselves near the Carousel (bad idea bc Annabelle loves that thing) around mile 19.5 and waited. Annabelle was screaming "goooooo" to the runners as we clapped and cheered them on!  The live tracking system worked this time around and I knew she was close...

I spotted her easily by her hat! 
She fist bumped Annabelle! While we screamed and cheered her on!!! I was so glad we were able to catch a glimpse of her!!! Annabelle loved seeing so many runners going by!!! 

And of course, bc Annabelle was so patient she got to ride the Carousel!!!! TWICE!!!

What a fun day and It isn't even nearly over yet! 

October 21, 2013

DC Army Ten Miler

Yesterday I ran my first long distance race (long as in more than 5k). It was also my second race ever. The Army Ten Miler was quite an experience and I really enjoyed it. 

There are over 30,000 people who ran this race this year and I was somehow going to this race solo. A race is a little nerve-racking to begin with but going alone to such a HUGE race with no idea of how races go, made me even more nervous. I had NO IDEA what to expect and was just hoping for the best. 

Because it was an 8 am start, metros opened up at 5 am for the race. I thought that was silly, do I really need to be there THAT early? 

I woke up about 545 am and tried to sneak out of bed next to a restless and not 100%healthy toddler. Of course as soon as I moved, she stirred so I actually didn't get out of bed until 6:10am and at this point, Annabelle was awake too... 2 hours before her normal wake up time. 

Luckily I had set all my stuff aside the night before and was quickly able to get ready. I had a banana (not my normal pre-run routine) and some coffee (decaf and I typically have coffee pre-run), then set out to the metro. 
Here is Annabelle and I in a not so prepared photo (but the best one we got) before I left for the race! 

When I got to the metro, I remembered i forgot to grab a candy just in case I started to get tired mid run (not the best energy but the only one ive tried mid run) and mentally told myself "it's not a big deal" ! 

I got on the train and sat next to another runner. Melissa, from VA who was actually moving to New Mexico after the race. She was Air Force. There was also another runner on the train next to us, brook.  She was from North Carolina and army!  Both had done this race before and after chatting a bit until we got to the pentagon stop, we all decided to stick together. The metro was a mess! This made the three of us feel much better since none of us knew anyone else at the race! We waited and eventually got out of the metro about 7am only to wait another hour in the bathroom line.  We were able to start with the 815 wave which wasn't too bad and parted ways there. Thank GOD I met them! They really helped calm my pre-race nerves! 

The race itself was pretty fun. I saw things like the "pee bridge" as one blogger/runner pointed out; where men just jumped off course to the nearest tree and peed on it. At one point I think I saw the backs of at least 10 men! Made me wonder why the men even used port o potties! They could have saved those bathrooms for the ladies to minimize lines! 

I also saw old men, old women, young men, young women, men and women of all sizes struggling together en masse to finish this ten mile race. It brought a lot of energy to the race! The course at every point I was running was crowded. Even while running on constitution avenue where it is like six lanes wide, it was a little more bearable but still crowded. 

I focused on the Gatorade stations to keep my energy up and when I got tired, I reminded myself to look around. The view was breathtaking and if not a nice view, I was running on parts of the road I wouldn't normally be able to run. I reminded myself to breathe it all in. 

The water stations were very wet and sloppy. I didn't anticipate this but quickly got over it and was just grateful for all the volunteers who were graciously handing out water and Gatorade. 

What surprised me was how many spectators I saw! So many people in droves. Moms & dads, grandparents, children and babies sitting outside on a fairly brisk day cheering on their loved ones and even strangers. It was encouraging. 

Another aspect of this race that really inspired me was that I was running with wounded warriors! Men and women missing limbs were doing this ten miler, I had no excuse not to be giving it my all! And I did !!!  When the hills came up, I focused on it as a short term goal and picked up the pace up hill and tried to dominate the hill. It made hills less intimidating and more fun!  Around mile 8, I started to feel like I could vomit, not sure why, so I focused on evening out my pace and my breathing! And the distraction got me to mile 9 in a blink. Being at mile 9 was so exciting that I forgot I felt slightly nauseous at mile 8! I glided through that last hill, took the downhill with a little more vigor bc I knew the race was almost over and picked up my pace and my smile as I crossed the finish line!!! It felt so good to see the clock read 01:58:xx as I finished. 

My personal goal was to finish the race and not get carted off the course by lagging too far behind. A bigger goal was to finish the race in 2 hours. That meant a 12min/mile pace. Since I finished it under 2 hours from the overall start, I knew I surpassed my goal and just felt really proud! 

This is me immediately after finishing the race and as we were walking to the runner's area!!! 

I finished (unofficially) the race in 

Here I am right before my phone died waiting in line for the shuttle. 

This was a huge accomplishment for me and while my husband wanted to bring Annabelle to the finish line to celebrate with me, I told him it would be way too hectic and too close to her nap time for it to be worth it. So I rushed home to see them! I'm glad they didn't come because it took me SO LONG to get home! 

I thinking I waited in lines (exiting metro, bathroom, start, shuttle) for a longer amount of time then I actually ran for. I ended up walking to pentagon city metro to avoid the drama of getting in the huge line at pentagon metro (smartest decision of the day) but it still took me over 45 minutes to get home! 

Here is my bib and finisher's coin! 

I completed my first army 10-miler and had a PR and PB of 10:05min/mile ! It was a great race and I still feel wonderful from it a whole day after! What a great event! 

September 22, 2013

Getting healthy

On April 3, 2013, I decided to attempt to run. Sounds ridiculous in a way for some. Running is simply putting one foot in front of the other. But for others like me, people who have never been runners and struggled with just getting "it", it doesn't come naturally.  

You see, in my 30some years of life, I have tried to be a runner. I have district memories of being in 6th or 7th grade just trying to run continuously around my block. Without success. I would try and then fail, time and time again. I just couldn't do it. I took up the elliptical or kick boxing classes, but running was something I just couldn't do.

Until this year, when I set in my mind to do it... and I did...


As you can see, as of Day 2... I was at barely 6 continuous minutes.

But it was still 6 minutes. 4 more than i was able to run on my last attempt. This was due to trying out the Couch 2 5k program several times years prior.  Before Annabelle was born, I had successfully done the program to where I was able to run 20 minutes continuously TWICE!!!  Then i got pregnant and there went my running goals.

And i progressed slowly this year... but i was able to do it by modifying the c25k program to suit me better.  By May 28, almost 2 months into it, I was able to run 2 miles straight - about 24 minutes.

 By June 22, I was at 5k...

Towards the end of July, I was focusing all my runs indoors... it was hot out so our new jogging stroller wasn't getting much use. So my Husband decided to start using it... next thing you know, within a couple days of him starting to run, we were going on family runs!

Running as a family, initially meant me in the dust with the Hubby & Annabelle in front of me.

On August 1, I went and got fitted for some real running shoes... that was monumental. After that, I was off to the races. 3.1 miles/5k was a minimum of what i would try to run.


August 11, I hit 4 miles...

We were doing our morning runs so often ... even this happened...We photobombed the Director of the Office of Planning for DC in the Washington Post Magazine
Check out Annabelle's expression! HA
September 14 I ran my first 10 miles... just b/c I felt good and was having a good day.  I was actually inspired watching some woman struggle to finish the Navy half marathon. I saw her and realized that she may have been the last runner in this race, but she was the most inspiring b/c she was getting it done... no matter how hard it was. So I just kept running...

I had my first 5k race on September 22 and did decently.  Wasn't the quickest 5k I have run but it was the hilliest... and it was fun!

a photo of Annabelle and I before I headed out for my first race!
My bib
After the race... happy to have survived the hills and my #pr of 30:58

My group of friends who encouraged me along the way
Annabelle with my vegan cupcake that i surprised her with at the end of her swim lesson!
Accomplishing this goal has been great for my health and my attitude. While I have only lost a few pounds, my focus has been on how running makes me feel - healthy & Happy. I want to set the positive example for Annabelle to focus on being active and healthy.  I don't want her to be disillusioned with body image focused on weight, skinniness, or appearance but rather how does your body feel. The husband and I have been trying to eat healthier, be more active, and have fun while doing it... We have a lot of reasons to get healthy - Annabelle and each other is just one of them! :)

July 10, 2013

{Recipe} Hungarian Chicken Paprikash with Dumplings

A little known fact is that my husband is half Hungarian. My MIL is a 3rd generation Hungarian American. And while She does not speak Hungarian, she does cook a couple staple Hungarian dishes. Aside from stuffed cabbage (a favorite of mine), her chicken paprikash with dumplings is one of my most favorite meals ever since I first tried it many years ago. 

The last time I had Paprikash was when Annabelle was a day or two old. When my in laws came to visit, my MIL made sure to bring her dumpling (nokedli) maker since she knew it was one of my favorite meals. Soon after this, I realized that Annabelle had a cow milk protein intolerance and sadly, haven't had this wonderful meal since. 

But that changed the other night when I finally ordered a spaetzal maker on amazon. I read that this was the tool to use to make dumplings, crossed my fingers and gave it a try.  And it worked :)

Doesn't that look yummy?

My MIL gave me her recipe - however my MIL is old school. Dishes like this that she's been making for decades are really just eyed out. 

This so what her recipe card looked like 

Note there aren't any real measurements of items listed!  So I did a little research on my own to see what other recipes called for and eyed out my own recipe. 

So here's the recipe for Hungarian Chicken Paprikash (dairy free) and nokedli (dumplings):

1 large onion (most call for vidalia, I used a sweet onion)
5-6 cloves of garlic (my MIL doesn't use garlic but I put it in everything, so I have it a shot) 
1tbsp of non dairy butter/margarine (can use oil or butter instead)
About 1lb of chicken (used chicken breast this time. Next time, I'm gonna try boneless chicken thigh)
About 1/2 tsp of pepper 
About 1/2 tsp of salt
2 tbsp of sweet Hungarian paprika (may have used too much but hubby said he loved the flavor) 
About 1 cup Tomato juice
1 cup of non dairy sour cream (or real sour cream for you dairy eaters)
Little bit of flour to thicken

Chop onions and garlic (I use a chopper bc hubby likes not to have big chunks of onions).
Sauté with the non dairy butter until onions are translucent.
Cut up chicken and add to the onion mixture and allow to cook. 
Add seasonings. 
Add tomato juice. Let chicken fully cook. 
Add sour cream and simmer. 
Add flour to thicken. 


3 cup flour 
3 eggs
3/4 tsp of salt
3/4 cup of water ( next time I will use slightly more water to make the mixture runnier for bigger dumplings)

(1 cup of flour & 1 egg per person served)

Boil water. 
While waiting for water to boil, mix the above ingredients until doughy. 
Once water boils, use spaetzle maker (colander can be used or you can spoon out small amounts into boiling water) to put dough in water 

Allow to cook for 6-7 minutes. 

It really wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. It tasted good. Hubby really liked it. And while it wasn't his mom's recipe exactly, I think he enjoyed it for what it was-my version of paprikash-a thicker and heartier sauce than his mom's but with all the same flavorings. 

And best part-Annabelle loved it. She are a heaping full which made me happy! 

Now we can enjoy the foods we love despite the dietary restriction of being dairy free. And I can feel good knowing the slight changes I made to the recipe aren't accepted and approved of! 

Next thing to try is stuffed cabbage :) 

{Sponsored Post} Uncommon Goods: Wedding Gifts

I was recently asked to do a product review from an online store that I simply love - Uncommon Goods.

I often get their catelogue and spend days perusing through all the unique and personalized items that they offer. From Custom state pillows, unique furniture like a Skateboard Stool to even personalized jewelry like a Gold Astrology necklace and Custom baby hand print necklace, the site has so many fun items that even just window shopping is fun.  So imagine my surprise and delight that Uncommon Goods now features a Wedding Gifts section.  

I was asked to pick an item that I would like to review and to be honest, this was not an easy task. There were many different products that I really thought was very cool.  Some of the contenders were:

Personalized tree trunk glassware duo

Wedding waltz personalized art

It all began couple map and monogram set 

Custom Family pillow
But the item we went with to review was ...

I had a very hard time capturing a good image of wall art, but we love it.  From california (OC) to New Jersey (Central) - including our names and our wedding date. Such a cute little touch to add to our collection of wedding wall art and I can't wait to put it up next to our wedding painting :)

The item itself is very well built, a beautiful solid frame and a solid piece of glass. Everything about the item is quality.

I'm not sure if you have ever visited the site yet, but I definitely recommend perusing Uncommon Goods. It's such a fun site with so many different interesting items - things you wont really find anywhere else.

March 06, 2013

Happy anniversary!!!

Today marks three years of wedded bliss. Sure there has been a lot of arguments and disagreements, but it has all made the work we put in even more meaningful.

I love this man ... To the moon and back!

Happy three years my love!

Photos of us then and now

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