Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Freshly Picked Moccasin Review...





Coco loving life in her FP moccs.

Baby shoes are a hard thing to buy. At least for us. I had my heart set on purchasing Coco a gold pair of Saltwater sandals this summer. When they finally arrived the size was right but her feet were just too chubby. I tried stretching them out and a mark was still left on her foot after wearing them for more than five minutes so I had to get rid of them. And honestly chubby baby feet are about the cutest thing ever so I wasn't too sad about it.

I love Robeez boots for babies because they actually stay on and Coco wore hers all the time during colder weather, but what about the warmer months? I had been eying the Freshly Picked moccasins for a while because they are on just about every bloggers babies feet. The only downside was the price - $60. So expensive for baby shoes. Then I started to get desperate - Coco was walking and I needed to get her some shoes. I was tempted by Toms and then I heard they weren't good for baby's feet. So I consulted Dr. Sears and he says flexible shoes in a natural material is best SO the FP moccs were looking more and more like the right shoe. Instead of buying three different shoes I would only buy one and call it a day (that is how I rationalized the price). I also purchased a size larger so she could get more wear out of them.

I have to say I truly love these moccasins - one of the best baby purchases I've made. They stay on Coco's feet, they seem incredible comfortable and they go with everything. And the price per wear is pretty low at this point since she wears them every single day. I literally have people coming up to me every time we are out and commenting on her shoes - most of the time asking where they can find the shoes in their adult size. It's kind of the craziest thing. 

Here are some more photos of Coco in her moccs - because I just can't help myself...

Picking apples in her moccs.

When you're wearing moccs you gotta dance!!

The Coco strut.





Thursday, August 22, 2013

Coco fashion...

H&M can now be purchased online...which is great news and not such great news. I truly have to limit my browsing - it always ends up in purchases. 



And then something for me, because I just HAD to look in the Ladies section...

Just so you know the toddler clothes run big, I had to size down - but the shoes were true to size. When I pulled them out of the packaging Coco literally squealed in delight and started dancing. We're so alike.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

And...I'm back!


Hmm. If you look at my last post you would think I forgot I had a blog...and I guess I kinda did. Here's the thing... for the last year I lost all inspiration to blog. The reason being, motherhood. I completely lost myself in being a mom - which is a perfectly acceptable thing to get lost in if you ask me.

The first year of being a mom felt like it kicked my ass (or bottom - if I'm talking around Coco). Here is the truth of it - I'm a pretty insecure person (I'm working on changing that) and being a mom magnified my insecurities. I constantly questioned how I was handling situations, absolutely certain that other moms were doing things better. Then something happened at the one year mark. I felt capable - really capable. I had survived the first year and much more importantly Coco survived!! This new found security has left me with time on my hands - time that was spent worrying (oh how I will do things differently the second time around). I miss my creative outlets and this blog is one of those outlets. I really love blogging. I love the story you capture. Sometimes life feels like it is slipping through my fingers - everything starts to move so fast. Chronicling my journey makes me feel like I can slow things down a bit. Once I have recorded a memory or experience it is there forever and I can always look back and remember when. Blogging my special moments makes the passing of them a little less bitter and a bit more sweet. So I'm getting back to it.

What do I see for this little blog? I really want to share my experiences with whoever has the desire to read about it. I want to share the things I love...family, being a mom, fashion, food, etc. I want to tell you my story - although it is a bit heavy in places, actually really heavy - but maybe it will help someone? Maybe sharing it will help me. I want to use this blog for what I first intended it for - my notebook of inspiration. Now that I am a few years into my 30's - actually four...4!!! years into my 30's (what?? crazy!!) I am starting to feel more comfortable in my own skin - I'm beginning to really know who I am - what I like - what I want to strive for...it's all becoming clear, FINALLY. Now I feel like I'm in a place where I can share - and I really want to.

Here we go, little notebook - I'm back.

Friday, December 28, 2012

6 months...


Wow, where to start? I've started to write this blog post so many times in my head and then a million things seem to happen and I never got around to it. I can't believe the last time I posted was when Cosette was 6 weeks! She is now 6 1/2 months old and if I'm being completely honest it really took me about 6 months to get comfortable in my new role as her mother.

Here's the thing...I think motherhood brings out the best in you but I also think it brings out the worst. For instance, I'm pretty neurotic. As much as I wish I wasn't I just am. I'm not the laid back confident mother. In the beginning especially I questioned most everything I did. There is no job more important than being a good parent. It is such a HUGE responsibility. Then top off the responsibility with the absolute blinding love you have for your baby and the stakes couldn't be higher. You are responsible for keeping another person alive!! You are responsible for surrounding them with all the right things so that they grow up to be a smart, happy, capable adult. And it is the most important thing you'll ever do.

I now understand what people meant when they said there is no manual for this stuff. There are so many different theories out there on how to raise a child it all gets so confusing. Baby Wise, Attachment Parenting, RIE - the list is endless. What's right? Every baby and every parent is different (obviously) so I think the answer to that question varies greatly.

I've learned so much in these last 6 months. I've learned that I have to let go and trust. Trust that Cosette will eat when she's hungry, sleep when she's tired, crawl when she's ready. I can't control these things and I really don't want to. I'm letting my baby lead the way and it is working for us (most of the time).

I've learned that the days go by faster than you ever think they will (such a mom thing to say). I don't want to feel like I'm holding my breath through motherhood. If I don't stop to be really present in the moment and enjoy my baby girl I am robbing myself and I'm robbing her. Such a huge lesson. One I have to constantly remind myself of.

I'm sure now that I'm feeling pretty comfortable with motherhood something will happen and everything will change again. For the first time I'm actually okay with that. As C.S. Lewis once said, "There are far better things ahead than any we leave behind."



Monday, July 23, 2012

6 weeks...

Where has the time gone? My baby is 6 weeks old this Wednesday! I have to admit it hasn't been so easy. I had so much to learn in the early days and I still have a long way to go.

The first shocker...breastfeeding. It is truly an art form and I still feel like an amateur. When I was pregnant I thought it would be so easy. Put the baby on the boob and you're done. When I saw that my birth center offered a breastfeeding support group I ignorantly thought I wouldn't be one who needed any support. Coco and I have come quite a long way but it took me a while to accept that my baby wasn't the typical 30 minute nurser...nope she gulps her food in 5-10 minutes flat (give or take) and is done. At first I freaked out thinking she wasn't getting enough but she is gaining weight like a champ so I have had to let go of how I thought it was going to be and accept that my child has a preference and personality all her own. I know, I know Motherhood 101. I thought I had learned that one but apparently not.

I also haven't perfected the art of breastfeeding in public. At the moms group I attend I see women whip out their boob and latch their child on with such speed and grace. They look so content as their child nurses for what seems like forever. Then there is me...baby gets fussy and I clumsily fumble to get my nursing bra open while flashing the whole world and then contemplate whether or not I should prop Coco up with a pillow or use my knees instead. Should I use the cross cradle hold or just the cradle hold? Is she comfortable? Can she breath with my massive boob shoved in her face? Am I choking her with the abundance of my milk? Is she seriously done after 3 minutes? Told you, amateur. Fortunately, it's getting better by the day. I also got the good advice to only count kisses and not feedings and to watch your baby not the clock.

Another shocker? The crying. My baby has a mighty set of lungs and she isn't afraid to use them. I'm sure my neighbors hate me. I never let her cry it out on her own so if one day you say something to me and I ask you to repeat that it's because my hearing isn't what it used to be. 

One major question I have is how in the world do other mothers get anything done? I am so far behind on everything my days are completely consumed with baby. Seriously, somebody please tell me the secret of multitasking with a baby.

On the upside I couldn't be more in love with my sweet little girl. She is beyond precious and every single second even the ones where I panic, second guess myself or feel beyond exhausted from it all are so completely and utterly worth it. My heart has never felt the kind of happiness that comes from her beautiful smile or the way she melts in my arms when I sing to her (this is saying a lot as she is the only person on earth who loves my singing). I can't get enough of her dramatic stretching when she wakes up. I live for her sweet little coos. When I put her down to sleep I know I need to get some sleep myself but I can't stop myself from staring at her endlessly. I fall in love with her more everyday. I know that every stage of motherhood presents different challenges and I am more than willing to do whatever I have to to make her as happy as I possibly can and for the first time in my life I'm treasuring every single moment. They go by far to quickly (except for those moments at 4 in the morning when she's crying - those moments drag on forever).


Thursday, June 28, 2012

She's here!!

Cosette (Coco) Anastacia Duncan born June 13, 2012. Miss Coco surprised her mom and dad by coming a week early. We are so head over heels in love. Will be back blogging soon about my last few weeks of pregnancy and my birth story. Right now I'm just trying to soak up every second of these newborn days (she's already two weeks old!!!) and trying my best to quickly learn all this new mommy stuff. I can already tell this is the most wonderful job in the world.

xoxoxo

Sunday, May 6, 2012

32 weeks (nearly two weeks ago)...


First of all, I cannot believe it's been over a month since I've blogged. Can someone please tell me where the time is going? I haven't even been that busy so I can't use that as an excuse. However, I have been extremely exhausted. Honestly, I eat breakfast and then I feel like I need to go take a nap. I really miss drinking large amounts of coffee. So here is what's going on with me (and then I need to go rest)...

I'm super emotional. I could eat quesadillas all day long (and cookies, but that's nothing new). I'm so over natural deodorant (in an attempt to be super healthy I stopped using aluminum...going back to it as soon as the baby is born). I've started to waddle. I get hot flashes at the most awkward times. I am incredibly forgetful. I even forget how big my belly is and bang it into things all the time. I think about all the stuff that needs to get done in a day which makes me tired so I take a nap and get nothing done which makes me feel guilty and super emotional. Um...that is all I remember right now.

It is absolutely surreal to me that I will soon be giving birth. That I will actually be holding this sweet little baby that I've become so used to having in my belly. I realize women do this everyday but to me, I am still in absolute awe of this whole process. So excited for what's to come.

And now I'm off to sleep.


Friday, March 30, 2012

Post from the past - 25 weeks...

Um, I've been a bit behind in posting these photos. The last few weeks have been absolutely crazy. More for Ian than for me but when he is super busy I feel super busy. The craziness started with the short film he created as seen from this post here. Then the weekend after he had to film a project in San Francisco. I jumped on that band wagon because I thought I could really help him out (translation: I really wanted to go to San Francisco). Followed by another short film, which involved another trip by car (ick) to San Francisco from Los Angeles to shoot and drive back all in the same day. Followed by another film project in Boston! Insane. I'm ready for things to slow down a bit.

Here is a recap of our trip to San Francisco (the longer one). When we got up north there was a good couple of days that I felt useful. I did the driving, picked up lunch, suggested great places for dinner (my help revolves around food as does everything in my life). Then when the real heavy lifting started I felt extremely exhausted. By Sunday (his free day) I felt great again. Seems like I was dodging the work but I wasn't. Listen, I only get to play this pregnancy card for a bit longer. (I kid, Ian never needed my help...I don't think).

On this well deserved day off we started our day with brunch at Dottie's True Blue Cafe. We had been to the old location once before and thought the food was pretty yummy. For those who care I had an omelet and pancakes (I was hungry) and their pancakes are really good as is their homemade buttermilk dill bread.


Then we walked around the streets of San Francisco and even went shopping for a maternity bra!! Fun for me and super fun for Ian. After a bit more walking we stumbled across a Bansky...


If you haven't seen "Exit Through The Gift Shop", watch it now. So good. After all the walking my feet needed a rest so we went for a drink at Vesuvio where I take really overblown photos...

Hunger struck again so we met up with some friends for dinner at a really great Brazilian steakhouse called Espetus. Really delicious, highly recommend.

On the drive home the next day we stopped through Bakersfield to grab some cookies at my favorite bakery of all time Smith's. I could eat those cookies all day. They even make a cookie with a little cake on top which is all covered in frosting!! Best thing ever.

I love visiting San Francisco, I'm hoping Ian has another project there soon so I can "assist" once again.


Wednesday, March 28, 2012

28 weeks...

Super excited to be entering my third trimester. Only 12 more weeks (give or take) until we get to meet our baby girl!! This pregnancy seems to be going by at lightening speed. I daydream all the time about seeing our baby for the first time. It all seems pretty surreal in the best way possible. I can honestly say (even though I'm extremely emotional) I've never been happier. There is nothing in life I want more than to be a good wife and a loving mom with a stable happy little family, I'm a pretty old fashioned girl in that way. And it's all coming true. I have to pinch myself sometimes. 

Yesterday we had our 28 week prenatal appointment and the sweetest thing happened. The midwife was feeling my belly and was showing Ian how to feel exactly where the baby was. It was a great moment and then she bent down to my belly to talk to the baby. Our midwife said, "hello baby" and the baby kicked in response. Then she would say something else and the baby would kick again. Our midwife was so moved that she had tears in her eyes. It was pretty darn amazing. A moment I will remember forever and I'm sure I will tell the story to our little girl all the time.

So now I am savoring every single kick and every nudge in these last months of pregnancy. I want to bottle the whole thing up so I don't forget a single thing.

(on a side note that shadow on the wall makes my ass look bigger than it really is...at least that is what i'm telling myself)

Monday, March 26, 2012

One year ago today...

One year ago today I married my favorite person in the world. I am overwhelmed with gratitude that I've been so blessed to fall so deeply in love with someone who loves me unconditionally. Someone who has seen me at my very worst and has loved me through it. Someone who has seen me at my very best and beamed with pride. Someone who continues daily to help make my dreams come true. Someone who wakes up every morning and tells me he loves me and then kisses my belly and tells our baby girl how much he loves her. Someone who calls me sweetheart (which always makes me melt).

The other morning I had to leave early and Ian was sound asleep. I kissed him goodbye and in his sleepy state he smiled sweetly and said, "goodbye my sweet princess." How did I get so lucky to find such a love? I'm not quite sure. What I do know is I will never take for granted this precious gift I've been given. Happy First Anniversary, my love. Thank you for filling my life with so much love.

(photos taken by the extremely talented Katy to see more of her wonderful work go here.)

Sunday, March 25, 2012

On a rainy day...

It's raining out and I love it. Perfect weather for snuggling up on the couch to do a little online shopping. I just ordered these Salt Waters because right now it's only fun to buy things like shoes and accessories. You know, things I can still wear after I give birth. Now I just need a pedicure and perhaps a piece of yellow cake with chocolate frosting.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Up all night...

here ian is busy filming his awesome short film. it's a dreaded night shoot so for the past couple days we both stayed up late to try to adjust our schedules. i was planning on helping him with anything he needed on set this weekend and staying as late as i could.

last night was the first night and all was going well until they started using the fog machine inside for atmosphere. i started to get a headache and the smell was making me want to gag so i thought it was best to leave. so did ian. i felt sad that i couldn't watch him in his element. watching him work, doing something he loves makes me so happy and proud and i fall in love all over again. but the dang fog machine wouldn't let me stay. boo.

and now i am up late all by myself because i rearranged my sleep schedule thinking i would be on set. i have a long list of things i should be doing while i'm at home but i have absolutely no motivation and i just want to do the things that i want to be doing instead. like eating a yummy dessert and streaming a good movie on netflix. except all the movies i'm in the mood to watch are disc only. so frustrating. then i start to read a magazine and get really inspired to cut bangs. i literally have the scissors in my hand but then i get scared because every time i have bangs i hate how they get in my eyes. so i put the scissors down and reconsider, for now. maybe i will go to my hairdresser and have her do it? i just don't have the guts to do it myself. so then i got busy trying some new effects using the front facing camera on my iphone, fun!
anyway, i will be up for awhile thinking about how the floor needs mopping. or how i should be finishing that writing assignment i have, or reading one of the many parenting and birthing books i bought. then instead of doing those things i will be looking at adorable baby girl clothes online or sitting watching the baby kick my belly or surfing my favorite blogs or trying to find some ways to add some much needed color to my wardrobe without spending a lot of money.

and then i will try to get on a normal schedule again. 


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