In honor of Ryan’s birthday, this past weekend, we headed up north to the hot springs and enjoyed a three day weekend together. It was rare and so very necessary.
We danced, drank tequila, swam, ate good food, relaxed and enjoyed each other’s company. It was a perfect birthday celebration and a wonderful rejuvenation of our spirit.
Is it okay that I’m jealous of my daughter? I mean come on, this kid has it so good! Not only does she have two parents that love her to death, but she is growing up in most amazing city; San Francisco.
There is an abundant amount of activities for kids here, all of which are awesome (and sometimes free). Once a month the museums about the city grant free admissions for either a day or a full weekend.
This past weekend, we lucked out with the Academy of Science being free the entire weekend, so we went twice. I swear this kid has seen more culture than I experienced the first twenty years of my life.
As you can see here, we are making quite the progress with Berlin’s walking. She insisted on walking the entire museum (with help of course), but we are so pleased with her progress!
We made the leap and got ourselves an annual pass to the San Francisco Zoo. Its ten minutes from our home, has an amazing playground, and paid for itself in two visits (so we couldn’t go wrong!).
I’ll just go ahead and warn you now, its most likely you will be seeing a lot of images from the zoo, so prepare yourself now…
Also, please check out my guest post over at Dani + Lola. Berlin and I did a little style post in our skinny jeans & hi-tops.
While you’re there, please stay and check out Dani’s blog; she has a real sense of style and her daughter’s adorable.
Our first holiday spent in our new home.
Perfectly filled with relaxation, projects around the home and family. Berlin was beyond happy with multiple trips to the park and all the attention received by having both parents, grandparents and a puppy around doting on her.
It was a lovely week. If only it lasted longer.
Today I am very happy to announce that I will be guest posting over at The Stork & The Beanstalk.
I discovered this amazing blog shortly after having Berlin and instantly fell in love, it’s truly one of my favorite blogs. Ashley (the incredible creator, writer, and photographer of the blog) is absolutely adorable, so very talented and always has me in stitches.
Unfortunately she just underwent an insane back surgery and is at home recovering. So please stop by her blog and give her your warm wishes-and do stay for awhile to read her beautiful posts-you will be happy you did.
Here are a few outtakes I had from the photo shoot, however please check out the real winners over at Ashley’s blog.
I did this photo shoot back in August, so my outfit is not very winter friendly (although it is still 65 degrees here!), so I apologize in advance that this outfit is not so wearable across most of the country.
However I would strongly advise buying these boots-I absolutely LOVE them, and they can be worn year round!
Thanks again to Ashley for having me over at her blog, I hope to have her grace the pages of my blog one day soon.
Its been a few weeks now since we made the big move into our new home. The dust has finally began to settle, and Berlin’s mood is at last improving. While this move was particularly hard on me (for countless reasons), I came to realize it was even harder on Berlin. Although she is still so young, its clear our move had an emotional impact on her and in turn her behavior became a challenge to both of us (considering she can’t communicate or express her feelings).
Throughout the move I learned some valuable lessons on moving with a toddler that I thought I would share. I’ll admit I didn’t consider all the ideas beforehand, but shortly into the midst of chaos I came to realize how important each of these steps were to maintain normalcy for Berlin.
First and foremost: Be sure to set up your little one’s room first. Although I was knee deep in boxes and couldn’t find the coffee grinder (horror!) nor a towel to bathe with, I made certain to set up Berlin’s room first. Mind you everything was not in its proper place (and there were blankets taped to the window in place of blinds) but all in all it resembled her room at our old place (minus the thousands of vinyl records she previously shared the room with).
Next, adhere to the regular schedule-despite the madness that is happening all hours of the day. I made it a point to keep on schedule and not disrupt her routine (too much), not allowing for any more fussiness than was already occurring. It’s important to keep nap and meal times consistent and even more important to carry on with the normal nighttime routine; bath, books, rocking or whatever it may be. I found this familiar routine really soothed Berlin and made her feel more at ease in her new room.
Have a helper-or two! I was incredibly fortunate to have my mother-in-law volunteer to fly down and assist us with the move. It was crucial having her around during that first week (did I mention Ryan flew to London literally in the middle of our move!?). Having a toddler is a full time job in itself and then complicate it with the physical exhaustion and madness of a move, and I would say its near impossible to do without someone solely focusing on the little one.
Furthermore, be sure to stop and give your little one lots of cuddles. Its easy to get carried away rushing to unpack the entire house without even a thought to eating lunch (or even going to the bathroom), but its crucial to take breaks and spend some quality time with your nugget. Although Berlin was happy playing with her Nana, I found it was important to drop everything once and while and concentrate on showering her with some mama attention. Things were already so chaotic for her, I didn’t want her to feel separated from me as well.
Lastly, be certain to get outside at least once a day. Considering your to-do list is massive, its easy to get caught up in the whirlwind of it all, but its important to take a breather and get a breath of fresh air-for everyone. On day three of being cooped up in the house, I forced myself to put it all down and take Berlin to the playground. It was refreshing not only being outside, but it was wonderful spending some much needed time with my sweet little girl.
These were invaluable tools to get me through a crazy move, what lessons have you learned from moving with a toddler (or any age for that matter)?
This past month has been full of anticipation (and a bit of anxiety) as we waited for the close of escrow on our new home.
It all happened so sudden (buying a home that is) that I’m still trying to wrap my head around the change that is to come.
We were loosely looking for a new rental here in San Francisco when we decided to check out homes for sale in the city. With the current rental rates in the bay area soaring above the price of a mortgage we knew we had to find a home to call our own. Exactly a month ago today we visited the first home we were interested in and fell in love. Offers went in the following day (and after some negotiation) we were on our way to becoming homeowners!
So there it is, 30 days later, and today we move into our new home.
While Ryan and I are both ecstatic at the thought of raising Berlin in a proper house-with a backyard and her own room (a rarity in San Francisco), at the same time, we are a bit sad. We have so many fond memories at our current home; many a dinner party with friends, my pregnancy with Berlin, as well as that it was our first home since moving back to the bay area. But above all, the thought of leaving the place Berlin was born in is somewhat gut wrenching. Just the idea that we will never step foot again into the bathroom she was born in saddens my heart. I hoped one day to walk Berlin into the master bathroom and explain to her the natural wonder that was her birth in that very room.
But alas, its time to move on, and the memory of her birth will never be forgotten, no matter where we live. And in a few years from now, when Berlin better understands, we will drive her by our old home in the heart of the Mission and explain to her that she was born in that very house in mama and far’s bathroom.
For so many reasons Berlin hasn’t been the happiest camper lately, let’s just say a combination of lack of sleep, teething and overall developmental changes are making her more fussy and clingy than her average self. Ryan and I were all hyped to take her to her first pumpkin patch and share the same memories with her as we experienced growing up, but it turned out to be more tears than cheers.
As it turns out, Berlin is a bit more skittish than we expected when it comes to all things holiday. She lost it when we sat her by the ghost at the pumpkin patch and last week at Home Depot she broke into tears as I rounded the corner to the Christmas aisle (who knew angels were scary!). I’m assuming this fear is simply a phase. We shall see how trick or treating goes, she may not survive all the ghosts and goblins of Halloween night!
Getting eaten alive by bubbles
Loves her some Major Lazer
A bit blurry, but too cute
This weekend was an attempt to reclaim my youth by attending the Treasure Island Music Festival (with baby in tow). Taking Berlin was not such a bad idea, not for her at least. She seemed to thoroughly enjoy it, but for me, having a baby at a music festival was not my idea of cutting loose. But we had a brief, fun time, and was home in time for her bedtime at 7 PM (wild night!).
On Thursday I did get some baby free time and snuck out for a night at the Academy of Sciences and even met up with the hubby for a late night movie-if you haven’t seen Gravity yet I highly recommend it.
Hope you had an enjoyable weekend!
I just adore the fall season (being an October baby might have something to do with it). I love the crispness in the air, the change of the leaves and the colors they bring. The fall produce that is bountiful and the hearty meals that emerge because of them.
I love the idea of changing out my wardrobe for a cozier one and being allowed to wear boots with every outfit, and of course Halloween and pumpkin patches. But most of all I love the idea of cuddling up under a warm blanket with my baby and my boo.