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Thinking Too Much During Another Cinderella Story

July 12th, 2009 · Pop Culture

Yes, I’m watching Another Cinderella Story.  Yes, it’s a Disney flick.  And yes, I’m feeling damn old.

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Ever since I was a kid I’ve had a special place in my heart for teen flicks.  It’s how I identified and related to the world.  It was easy for me to see myself in the characters and it was always the teeny bopper flicks that told the stories I wanted to have happen to me.  Somedays I was Baby from Dirty Dancing.  Other days Louise Miller from Teen Witch.  Or even Samantha Baker from Sixteen Candles.  And really I watch them still because I forget I’m a grown up.

But yeah back to Cinderella.  I should be writing a post about where the heck I’ve been since my blog has been silent for a bit but with both girls sound asleep and a moment of free time, I figured I’d do the unthinkable – indulge in my thoughts (however silly).  So enjoy my thoughts on Cinderella.

  • I’m girl crushing on Selena Gomez on behalf of my daughters.  She’s Latina, a dancer, button nosed and I have yet to see her panties flashed across the front pages of any tabloids.  She might be a closet coke head or something but all evidence points to wholesome goodness so I’m on Team Gomez.
  • Jane Lynch is hilarious in everyrthing she does.  You might even catch her scenes and think maybe, just maybe, you’re not watching a Disney flick.
  • I’m getting old and need to stop over-analyzing things.  For instance, the Asian cleaning crew that comes in to rescue Miss Gomez – anyone else notice how totally stereotyped they were with their heavy accents?  Or the slang used by the two main BFFs in the cast?  I know it’s a bit much but when I saw it I was struck by how blatantly stereotypical it all was.
  • Being a married woman with two daughters (when did that all happen? wasn’t I just stumbling around at a baseball party with my red party cup in my hand?) I see teen movies a little differently.  I wonder why the girls always have to be plotting against each other.  I wonder why the girls who kick ass never realize they’re awesome.  I wonder why the guys never have issues to overcome.
  • I’m mad that this is yet another teen movie that leads young girls to believe that all men love to dance.  Patrick Swayze made a believer out of me.  Then I married my husband who has to be piss drunk to get his hips to move without his shoulders moving up and down (I love your dancing, papa!).

So yeah, I watched it, I thought too much and I liked it.  And now the girls are up.

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Happy Birthday Baby

July 5th, 2009 · Parenthood

Dessa's 2nd Bday Looking Down

Birthday Brunch

I wrote this post the night of my daughter’s 2nd birthday. I drafted it and never posted it, probably too exhausted to think straight.  This blog has been seriously neglected but I’m surfacing slowly from the world of diapers, spit up and insane gas (baby’s not mine) and it has felt good to write again.  More to come soon…

Today was my baby girl’s second birthday; she had an amazing day that left her exhausted – in a great I-lived-life-to-the-maxest-max today kind of way exhausted.  Instead of any grand fete, we opted to fill her day with her favorite people and favorite activities.  We started it with brunch with her grandparents, great-grandma and uncle.  She even got to sneak some chococalte chip cookies in before her scrambled eggs were ready.  Then we set out for the beach to spend time with her favorite cousins.  It was heaven.

And as much as this day was hers, I realized I needed it as much as she did.  Sometimes in the hustle and bustle of having a new baby and juggling two kiddos with my husband, you kind of lose sight.  Not of anything particular but of everything.  Life gets into this blur, not in a terrible way, but just a blur.  You forget the the big picture.

On the beach today, watching Dessa dig her hands deep into the sand, laughing with friends, swaying with Farrah in the salty breeze, stealing kisses from my husband with the ocean waves crashing in the background, I caught a glimpse of us from the outside looking in.  I saw what other people saw when they glanced over at our little mish moshed piece of beach real estate.  I saw a family reveling in the hectic world built by two little ones.  I felt like a family.  I saw us as a family.

Farrah's 1st Trip to the Beach

Farrah's 1st Trip to the Beach

I saw us doing the family dance.  Handing baby from mama to papa.  Taking turns chasing our curious toddler.  Bouncing a baby on one shoulder while sharing a laugh with family.  Sneaking a kiss with my husband while a cousin shares a beach blanket with our tot, newborn groggy on my shoulder.  Answering tot questions while waving at papa in the surf.  Sniffing a diapered bum taking a whiff of surf and sunscreen, summer.

With our new little one here and still surfacing from the newborn-ness of it all, it sometimes feels a lot like just getting things done.  I know from Dessa that quickly, almost already, we’ll be out of the newborn haze and into a routine, a pattern, our family rhythm.  We’re getting there slowly, operating on a bit more sleep and less, almost no colic.  I’m grateful for today.  It’s getting filed away with those moments I don’t want to lose, the moments that remind me why.

Happy Birthday, Baby Girl, and thank you for today.

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Hypnobabies and Community: My Lifesavers

May 22nd, 2009 · VBAC Series

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I’ve been chronicling my journey to my VBAC and I can’t complete my story without a few words about the Hypnobabies program.  If you’ve been reading my VBAC series, then you know my husband and I did the Hypnobabies home study course.  I’m going to be completely honest and say that we never finished the course.  The course was divided into 6 chapters and we really focused on the methods in the first 3 chapters with a quick skim of chapter 4.  Something happened so that we just lost focus.  I did, however, keep on listening to the guided meditation CDs.  I listened to disc 5 almost everyday on my way to work or in any free second I had in the car by myself (not to worry it was the disc approved for listening while driving).

Despite the fact that I didn’t use the hypnosis techniques, I do believe the Hypnobabies course gave me a wonderful perspective with which to approach my labor.  That coupled with the meditation track I swore by were the grounding points for me throughout my labor.  Like I mentioned in Farrah’s birth story , the Hypnobabies CD track I listened to in the car ride to the midwife’s office and then to the hospital put me in an amazing state of mind to get through my labor.  I was in an insane amount of pain but I had control over my mind which allowed me to stay centered and focused on the prize at the end of my journey.  It also made it easier for me to remain calm through moments where I could feel myself coming close to the edge emotionally – checking in to visit my midwife, checking in at the hospital, during the car rides.  The power of your mind and the power of chanting really made my  VBAC successful.  I spent a lot of time chanting key phrases from the Hypnobabies CD and it astounds me still how powerful those words were in getting me through the worst of my contractions.

I can honestly say that I couldn’t have done it without the Hypnobabies.  Perhaps other folks have even greater results using the hypnosis techniques but just the concept was enough to get me through my labor.  I highly recommend the method to anyone serious about having a vaginal birth.

I can’t say that Hypnobabies was the sole factor in my success.  Another key element was that I surrounded myself with people who truly believed in the wonder of an unmedicated vaginal birth, as well as the possibility of a successful VBAC.  With Dessa, I didn’t really seek out a support system aside from my husband.  This time around I had folks both in real life and online who really believed in what I wanted to accomplish.  I have to pay a special thanks to Kelly who came to our home for our natural childbirth class and was encouraging throughout my entire pregnancy.  She even was supportive throughout my labor sending me encouraging texts throughout the day.  I also found some amazing folks on Twitter who encouraged me with their own stories or with tips for a successful VBAC.

So if you’re hoping for a natural, unmedicated vaginal delivery I can, from firsthand experience, tell you that Hypnobabies does work and that surrounding yourself with a great support system can really set you up for success.  A big thank you to Hypnobabies and to all the wonderful people who kept me positive right up until the end.  Thanks =)

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A Baby Came Out Of My Vagina

May 21st, 2009 · VBAC Series

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I did it!  My baby and I did it!  Our newest family member, Farrah, arrived precisely on her due date Wednesday May 13th at 3:44pm via a successful VBAC (vaginal birth after caesarean).  Despite all the bets on a Mother’s Day baby, Farrah decided to be that rare baby who proves the “guess” date right.  Onto the birth story.

I had my doubts about my baby being born on her due date.  Worst case scenario I imagined my labor would go like my first and I’d deliver a day ahead of “schedule”.  So when the 12th rolled around and there were zero signs of labor I took extreme measures…well extreme measures for a big, frumpy, exhausted pregnant lady.  I had sex.  As a back up, I had my husband employ some massage techniques on labor inducing pressure points on my feet and ankles.  I’m not sure exactly which one did the trick but around 4am on the 13th I woke to some solid contractions.  I was so excited about them I couldn’t sleep and just lay there breathing through them and bubbling with excitement.

I dozed off and woke up around 6am with Dessa who was bright eyed and bushy tailed and had no idea what the day had yet to bring.  I let my husband sleep for a bit while Dessa and I enjoyed some breakfast and play.  My contractions were relatively strong (a 3 on a 1-10 scale) but still far apart.  Once Jeremy woke up, we kept about doing things around the house and even watched a bit of  movie when Dessa went down for a nap.  Around 9am, though, the contractions got particularly strong and I decided to take a nap to store up some strength.

I got in bed and put in my Hypnobabies CD.  I truly believe those CDs played a major role in moving my labor along; they allowed me to relax my body so that things moved pretty quickly.  After lying in bed for an hour, I decided to get in the shower.  The strength of my birthing waves by now had moved from a 3 to a 5 so a warm shower seemed appropriate.  The shower was amazing and really did ease the pain of the contractions.  After my shower, Jeremy called his mom to come hang out with Dessa while we labored on (no pun intended).  I also called my midwife to let her know what was going on.  She advised us to keep an eye on the contractions and if they didn’t meet the 5-1-1 rule to drop by her office near closing to make a plan for the evening.  So we labored on at home.

Jeremy went to get in the shower and he told me to just tell him how many contractions I had while he was in there, not to worry about timing them.  As he was getting ready to step in I got the first of level 7.9 contractions (I’m ranking it low because what was to come makes these early contractions seems like cake).  The contraction was so powerful I was afraid to be alone with Dessa so I told Jeremy he had to figure something out.  He ended up taking a shower with her which she loved and was great because I could focus on managing the pain.  It was during his shower that we both realized how far into this labor we were.    While he was in the shower I walked around the house – swaying, humming, bouncing on my exercise ball, leaning on the wall, breathing, laughing – and I’d shout to him which contraction I was on while he was in there.  Quickly we realized they were really close together, long lasting and intense.  In less than 15 minutes I was easily up to 10 contractions.

His mom arrived at our house and by that point I couldn’t even have small talk with her.  I remember at one point she was telling me a story and I just had to walk away into another room to be with Jeremy.  For some reason it took us forever to get out of the house.  Our bags were packed but we kept thinking of last minute things to do and I was overcome with nesting wanting to clean this and that little area of our home.  I imagine we left our house around 2pm.  I feared the car ride because I didn’t know how I would manage the pain sitting down for a 20 minute car ride.  Again, I turned to my Hypnobabies CD and it was truly a lifesaver.  The car ride was insanely easy to manage.  And by easy I don’t mean I didn’t feel any pain but I was focused and centered and my mind was completely in control.  It helped too that we made it to the midwife’s office in about 12 minutes.

I clung to the chants in my Hypnobabies CD.  Anytime I felt myself coming close to losing control or getting too emotional or off center, I’d rub my belly and remind myself that the pain was necessary to get my baby into my arms.  I reminded myself that the stronger the contractions got the closer I was to holding my baby.  I won’t lie – I was shaky from the moment I left my house.  I know now I was in transition but then I thought I was just being emotional.  The CDs were a key factor in getting me through.

My midwife examined me and with a giant grin announced I was 6 1/2 cm.  She told us to go to the hospital and that I could bypass the triage and get admitted right away.  She said she saw us having our baby within the next 4 – 6 hours and that she had a few more patients to attend to and then would meet us at the hospital.  So off we went.  We made it to the hospital in about ten minutes and the contractions kept on getting stronger.  As I was getting signed in I couldn’t believe how powerful the sensations were; I felt like they could truly break me.  And I mean that literally not emotionally – I really thought the contractions were going to break bones and organs inside.

The woman admitting me was asking way too many questions and suddenly I had to take the biggest poop of my life.  I asked her where the nearest bathroom was and she asked why.  I told her I had to poop.  She said something but I can’t hear a word she says at this point and I had to get my point across and I said, “No listen I have to shit my brains out.”  The look on her face changes and she shouts to the triage nurses to get me on a bed and into a room because I’m having a baby.  They rush me into a triage room and onto a bed but all the while I’m keep telling them – Look I’m not having a baby, I promise…I just have to shit my brains out.  They assure me that’s what the urge to push feels like.

The hospital midwife comes over and they tell me we’re going to a room to have a baby.  I get wheeled up in a bed that I refuse to lie down in so I sit instead.  Finally in the room, they tell me they have to examine me now since it seems like I have to push so badly.  She confirms I’m 10 cm!  It blows my mind and just like that I’m ready to push.  Somehow I imagined more guidance though I’m not sure from who.  I kept asking ok so what do I do and they just said follow your body and bear down when the urge to push comes on.  I was like – huh?  What the heck is bear down?  How do I do this if I’ve never done it before?  Some one give me instructions!

So I follow my body’s cues and kneel on the bed facing the back of the bed where your back normally lies.  I hold onto the bar behind the bed and have Jeremy push into my back during each contraction.  I can’t describe this pain.  It’s like nothing ever before yet somehow I’m insanely in tune with it and attentive to what my body needs.  My midwife can’t make it yet so the obgyn she practices with arrives and he does a wonderful job of letting me do my thing.  He steps back and tells me to just listen to my body.  He steps out of the room and I keep laboring.

I almost forgot!  Before I turned to kneel on the bed, I was sitting in an almost completely verticle position and having a contraction.  I felt like more should be happening but it was just my mind getting confused with all the Hollywood images of labor and what was actually happening.  I kept asking them, “Doesn’t anyone want to take a look down there?  How will you know to be ready to catch the baby?”  So to appease me, the hospital midwife sat on the foot of the bed and leaned over to take a quick peak at what was going on down below.  Like  a perfectly choreographed movie scene, my water broke all over her.  Like not a little splatter but more like a giant water balloon burst into her face.  It was hilarious and just what the occasion called for.

So right, I’m bearing down.

The bearing down and contractions are beyond intense now.  I feel as though my whole pelvis will burst with the force of the head of my daughter.  At the same time I am shocked at the power of my uterus and can’t imagine how any infant can survive the pressure of a contraction.  If my head were being squeezed with such intensity, surely I’d be dead.  I tell them how it feels as though she is right there and sure enough she’s crowning.  They make me turn around to push her out; they tell me she will arrive in this next push.  I look in the mirror I’ve requested and can’t quite compute what they’re telling me.  All I see is a grayish white thing peeking out a long peep hole – it doesn’t register.  So the contraction arrives and I bear down like my life depends on it and then a bit more and she bursts into the world.  Her head and very, very shortly afterwards the rest of her.

Then it’s like any other day.  I have a baby on my chest and I feel fine, like myself and in the moment and awed.  I keep saying out loud, “Oh my God!  I just had a baby come out of my vagina!”  The two key phrases for the day were “I have to shit my brains out” and “I just had a baby come out of my vagina” I said those two things more times than I can remember.  It’s such an amazing experience to deliver vaginally and without drugs.  I don’t knock anyone who has a c-section (duh I had one) or who takes pain meds (duh I took them with Dessa) but if you can, I strongly, strongly encourage women to give natural childbirth a try.  I am amazed by my body.

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That Loving Feeling

May 3rd, 2009 · Parenthood

I’m due with our second daughter any day now, or as my cousin put it T minus 11 days (or really 10 days at this hour!).  And in this last stretch, I have become rather consumed with this new baby.  A big thing since I have many times throughout this pregnancy forgotten I was pregnant and felt rather neglectful of lovely daughter #2, compared to my obsession with Dessa when she was in the womb.  I’m sure a lot of it has to do with how physically conscious I am right now of my pregnancy.  I’m exhausted beyond belief, I’ve been falling asleep like a mad woman when I put Dessa down to bed, I’m in a terrible state of waddling and I can’t walk to save my life because everything aches or I feel like I might be going into labor.  Despite these not sounding like such great things, I’m grateful for them because my thoughts have been directed inward a lot more.

Take this evening when I was putting Dessa to bed.  Our routine is pretty basic and starts with dinner – eat, vacuum, bathe, lotion, 3 books and then finally some mama milk to get to sleep.  Tonight I coaxed Dessa into letting me untangle her tresses by letting her comb my hair.  It was by far one of the sweetest moments I’ve had with her – mind you we have moments I label “the sweetest” about every other second but that doesn’t matter.  She snuggled up close to me, cheek on my cheek and swayed with me as we combed each other’s hair.  My heart melted.

I recognized in that second that never before had I felt that way – simple, love, giggly, mushy, tender, alive – more than those things really and all at once.  Motherhood has done that many times, made me feel a new emotion I can’t quite put my finger on.  It’s usually a unique combination of things and it overwhelms; I try to hold each emotion tight and pray I’ll experience it again.  But also in that moment I realized how this new daughter of mine is already so different from her big sister.  I believe a great deal in the connection that exists between pregnant moms and their babes in utero.  Babies make their homes inside their mothers and they are always connected, not just literally but emotionally.

So when I had this moment with Dessa I became aware of our newest family member is currently living in a very different house than Dessa did when she was in my belly.  I’m a completely different person now than I was in my first pregnancy.  Physically my body has changed and emotionally I have opened up new parts of myself I didn’t know existed.  I love more, differently and in ways I could never have imagined.  When our little girl arrives, she’ll have some intuitive memory (or so I’m convinced) of the emotions we shared while she was in utero.  And so many of those emotions are new to me.  Dessa experienced mami BC – before children.  Sure I was emotional and all but in a way that does not compare to how your emotions grow once you’ve become a parent.

I don’t think it means anything incredible or earth shattering but it just astounds me that already these two girls are looking at the world with unique perspectives.  I can’t wait to meet this little girl.  I can’t wait for Dessa to meet her.  I can’t wait to witness them together.  So much waiting, so much anticipation.  So little sleep, though, as it’s 2am and I’m sitting up in bed with the glow of my laptop shining while Jeremy and Dessa snooze.  I think it’s time to go to bed and get one day closer to her arrival.  ‘Night =)

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Musings on a Late Night Trip to Target

April 30th, 2009 · Random Musings

A couple of nights ago I went for a late run to Target.  And by late I mean I left the house at 9pm which in some less suburban areas is considered early evening but around these New England parts it’s damn late.  I had some random thoughts on my little solo jaunt into the night.

  • I freaked a bit when I had a braxton hicks contraction and remembered that the day I was in labor with Dessa I had the same urge to go to Target.  I got mildly worried I was going through some kind of subconscious act of laboring in Target and wondered if I’d be able to drive myself home if I really did start contracting.  I needn’t have worried, I’m still not in labor.
  • I realized I am way, super far detached from menstrual trends. I’ve been an Always kind of girl and a Tampax chick but even my trusted brands don’t look familiar to me anymore. I bought some Always Infinity type thing which I’m not even quite sure if it’s a pantyliner or an actual pad pad.  So confusing.  I admit to buying a package of depends as well.
  • I discovered half way through my shopping that I could walk really comfortably if I hunched over the shopping cart handle; it felt like I was relaxing on my exercise ball.  I can only imagine what folks must have thought seeing this whale of a lady hunchbacking it throughout the store.
  • I’m so pregnant at this point I can’t even enjoy an evening of shopping by myself.  Not complaining but I was hoping to feel a bit more exhilirated at going to Target solo for a bit.  Unfortunately, aching joints, sleepiness and fatigue all beat out any kind of shopping excitement.
  • I realized that since becoming a mom, I don’t go out at night as often.  With Dessa’s bedtime early in the evening, usually sometime around 7pm, we plan most regular nights to have time to unwind at home before diving into the bedtime routine.  So as I left our home at 9pm, I noticed something I’d call grown up awareness I’d never known before.  Gone is the carefree city girl who would galavant around town into the wee hours of the morning, here it seems is the adult version of that city girl who is cautious and weary of leaving the house too late.  It was weird to recognize this kind of loss of freedom and independence.  Granted it probably also has something to do with parenthood and how much more aware it makes you of the frailty of life but nonetheless I miss the old city girl sometimes.

Who’d have thought a trip to Target could be so enlightening?

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Sunday Surfing

April 19th, 2009 · Random Musings

Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve come across some awesome links – trips down memory lane, fun crafty goods I’m itching for and just good reads.  I’m always looking for good links on Sunday, so just in case you’re like me and looking for some fun web surfing on a lazy Sunday here are a few good links.

-I love when I forget about a childhood favorite and then a blog so kindly reminds me of it.  I’m on the hunt now for one of these.

-I’m totally flipping out over this adorable doll.  If only I could sew.

-I’m not about big extravagent gifts for Mother’s Day (any holiday really) but I adore thoughtful gifts with lots of meaning.  This would be perfect but I refuse to jinx anything by putting baby #2′s name on anything before she actually arrives.

-I’m not sure how or when but I have a mild obsession with tape, yes tape.

-A wonderful look at marriage – honest and heartfelt.

Happy Lazy Sunday =)

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I Want A Baby To Come Out Of My Vagina: Childbirth Class

April 19th, 2009 · VBAC Series

Two weeks ago Jeremy and I had the pleasure of having childbirth class in the comfort of our own home thanks to the kind and wonderful Kelly.  I have to admit I wasn’t sure what to expect going in especially since we’ve been doing the HypnoBabies self study course.  However, and I mean this, it was mind blowing.  It was one of those instances of being told something simple and completely uncomplicated that was just staring us in the face but that we hadn’t ever realized.

Going into the class I expected to talk about the physical details of what happens in labor and then some techniques to manage pain.  Nothing out of this world and just some reinforcement for what we already knew.  Kelly took things a step further beyond my expectations by teaching us the importance of having an actual game plan for labor.  And I’m not talking about pack your bag, have friends on speed dial, map out directions to the hospital type plans.  But a specific, actionable plan for getting from contraction to contraction.

With my labor with Dessa, my plan was very high level and completely overlooked being prepared for labor itself.  I had so many details worked out but none that related to getting me through the contractions.  Sure I had a mental list of pain management techniques but not the right perspective to put it all together.  Kelly used Penny Simkin’s Road Map of Labor to illustrate how a game plan can be beneficial.  The map emphasizes building the three Rs – relaxation, rhythm and ritual – into your labor.

When Kelly mentioned the three Rs and showed us the map, something in me just clicked.  Labor is a natural process our bodies are built to endure.  To be able to endure it, you shouldn’t bring life to a halt and just wait around for contractions (what I did in my first labor).  You should create a kind of dance that relaxes you, builds a rhythm from one contraction to the next and establishes rituals to center you.  With Dessa, once contractions got really uncomfortable I lied in bed to rest and waited for each contraction.

With the information Kelly shared with us, I understand how valuable it is to have activities to do while in labor.  I intend to stay home as long as possible so I’m putting together a list of things I want to do while I’m at home – bake, craft, clean.  It may sound silly but if you think about it, it makes sense for labor to fit into the practices of everyday life.  One of the things I want to do is bake goodies for the hospital staff that will be caring for us while we’re in the hospital.  The HypnoBabies course mentioned this actually and I love how thoughtful and full of purpose this activity is.

In addition to activities, Jeremy also learned how important his role is in helping to establish the three Rs.  He’ll be hanging out with Dessa and I as we bake and craft, and much to his dismay clean.  But he will also be an important part of helping me to relax, develop rhythm and create ritual.  For me, I think the relaxation portion of things comes into play with the activities.  The more occupied the more relaxed I think I’ll feel.  I also think having Jeremy and Dessa with me in our home is going to have a great and calming affect on me.

The activities will also be an integral part of creating a rhythm from one contraction to the next.  Having something to go back to after each contraction is going to be a great way to weave my labor into the day (and/or night).  The ritual portion speaks volumes to me because I am a ritualistic person – they soothe me and center me.  Kelly suggested we use physical ways of establishing ritual.  One exercise she showed us is to have Jeremy give me a massage after or during each contraction.  She emphasized that the amount of pressure doesn’t matter as much as making sure to just do it (good news for Jeremy since he detests giving massages).  A specific technique she had us practice, involves simply working his way from my head down placing his hand and steady pressure on parts of my body (head, shoulders, face, arms, etc.) and me simultaneously focusing my breathing.

This class made me realize that sometimes you need an expert to weigh in to bring it all together.  For all the reading and self-education we’ve done, we never would have thought to bring it all together in this way.  What’s more we gained something I think we didn’t realize was so important going into labor – we’re both a lot more confident.  I say both and I know I speak for Jeremy because after our last class he said he was actually really excited about the birth.  I don’t think he could have said the same thing last time.  Last time we were excited about the end result but not the process.  Now we’re excited to experience all of it from beginning to …well beginning =)

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I2I: It’s Hip Hop Baby!

April 7th, 2009 · Interview 2 Inspire

Welcome to the Interviews to Inspire (I2I) series on MamaHeartsBaby. I, like so many social media mommies, have a vision of the personal and professional life I want for me and my family.  It includes being a WAHM and using social media to make that happen.  I’ve got a whole lot to learn so I’ll be approaching women in social media that inspire me.  I’ll be sharing my interview with them here because that’s what social media is all about – connecting people and sharing knowledge.  Hope this inspires you!

I’m so excited today to bring you a new interview with Candi Carter, creator of It’s Hip Hop Baby.  I was lucky enough to receive a copy of their DVD and CD about two months ago.  I’m a bit of a snob when it comes to the music and videos I let Dessa enjoy so I was skeptical.  But It’s Hip Hop Baby did not disappoint!  The beats are great and I even find myself bopping along to them.  Dessa has serious jam sessions whenever we put this on.  

Candi, inspired by her little boy, has created a fun and educational product which any household with little kids should have.  I don’t say that lightly but I’ve never seen Dessa get so excited about watching a video or listening to music.

Read on to learn more about this innovative mom.  Thank you, Candi, for taking time out of your busy schedule with your two little ones for sharing your thoughts.

Hip Hop is one of the most popular genres of music today.  Why do you think no one ever thought to engage kids with the music everyone’s already listening to?
I THINK PEOPLE HAVE USED FOLK, ROCK AND OTHER POPULAR GENRE’S IN THE PAST, BUT WHEN I THOUGHT OF CREATING HIP HOP BABY A FEW YEARS BACK. NO ONE WAS USING HIP HOP TO TEACH AND ENTERTAIN TODDLERS.  I SAW IT ON TELEVISION COMMERCIALS ALL THE TIME BUT NEVER IN CHILDREN’S PROGRAMMING.  NOW HIP HOP MUSIC HAS BECOME SO POPULAR IT’S BEING USED EVERYWHERE.

Your son Emerson inspired you to launch your business.  He was born with a speech disorder which makes it hard for him to learn new words.  Like many a passionate mom, you got creative and found a unique way to help him communicate using music.  Have you gotten any feedback from hospitals or children’s centers focused on working with children like your son who are seeing success with your program?
I ACTUALLY RECEIVED A FEW COMMENTS FROM PEOPLE WHO SAW THE DVD BEING USED AT HOSPITALS AND PARENTS OF CHILDREN WITH SPECIAL NEEDS WHO SAID THEIR CHILDREN SING, DANCE AND LEARN NEWS WORDS WATCHING THE DVD.  ITS VERY GRATIFYING TO HEAR THAT FEEDBACK.

As a mompreneur, you’ve really embraced social media as a marketing tool.  You’re active on Twitter, have your own YouTube channel that even offers interactive classes, run a blog and have even embraced the mommy blogger community.  What has been the most surprising part about using social media for your business? Any tips for other mompreneurs looking to use social media in their business?
WE ARE AMAZED AT HOW QUICKLY MOMS ONLINE ARE LEARNING ABOUT IT’S HIP HOP, BABY!  WE HAVE THOUSANDS OF MOMS FOLLOWING HIP HOP BABY ON TWITTER AND HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE JOINING THE MOVEMENT ON FACEBOOK, YOUTUBE AND OUR BLOG.  IT’S A BLAST AND VERY EXCITING.

Your DVDs are high energy and full of movement to get families moving together.  When it’s time to wind down, though, what are some of your favorite songs to relax to?
THERE ARE TWO SONGS ON THE CD THAT I ADORE.  I LOVE THE ABC LULLABY…IT’S NICE AND SLOW AND RELAXING.  I ALSO LOVE THE SCHOOL BUS SONG…IT HAS A COOL JAZZY HIP HOP BEAT.

It’s a big leap from being just mom singing about brushing your teeth and going potty to creating a video for kids across the country.  How long did it take to develop the videos from idea to market?  Where did you draw inspiration from?
IT’S TAKEN ME 2 1/2 YEARS TO GET THIS SERIES OFF THE GROUND.  I GAIN MY INSPIRATION FROM EMERSON.  JUST YESTERDAY I MADE UP A SONG ABOUT PEEING ON THE POTTY AND A PEANUT BUTTER SONG TO TEACH HIM THE WORD PEANUT BUTTER.

As a Latina mom raising a bilingual child, I have to ask – do you have any plans to do a bilingual version of your videos?
OUR NEXT PRODUCT LINE WILL BE GEARED TOWARD THE LATINO COMMUNITY.  WE’RE VERY EXCITED ABOUT IT!

Sesame Street or Mister Rogers?
SEASAME STREET

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My Diaper Bag Love Affair

March 22nd, 2009 · Design Lovelies

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This beauty you’re looking at, yes the lovely one right above with the pink and pewter details, that’s my new Amy Kathryn diaper bag.  If you know me, then you’re well aware that I have been on the hunt for the most perfect diaper bag from the second I got pregnant with Dessa.  Before she was born, I decided I’d go with a tres chich Coach number in a brown pebbled leather with pink stitching.  Well, that one lasted about a month and the love affair was over.

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I never got another diaper bag after that because I was scared to commit.  Silly, I know, but I need to love (Love – with a capital l) my bag.  And nothing I came across seemed to fit the bill.  Petunia Pickle Bottom – gorgeous designs, amazing organization and the most swoon-worthy detail: the built-in, fold out changing pad.  Couldn’t commit because I didn’t like the fabric (either it would pull or I couldn’t stand to walk around with the “glazed” plastic look).  Skip Hop, it’s like everyone’s holy grail, so I thought for sure it would be mine.  But I’m not a canvas girl and I could never find a middle ground between the giant ones and the too small ones.  Fleurville was just too much of the plastic look for me to handle.pKSLCI1 5250442reg My Diaper Bag Love Affair

I was so desperate I even contemplated the diaper bags with ridiculous price tags.  Mia Bossi has some beautiful designs but they’re just too pretentious and it’s kind of like when I think I can get away with an entire J. Crew outfit when I’m really more of  a mish-mashed JCrew, Arden B, Gap and TJ Maxx kind of girl.  Kate Spade’s Noel design takes my breath away every time.  I can’t pinpoint what it is but I adore it.  The $525 price tag, though, stops me dead in my tracks.  Gucci – without shame I call myself an asshole for evening thinking about this $1100+ option.  I saw a new mom at a local cafe sporting it and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets.  I’m not a label whore but it was soooo pretty.  I got over it quick.

So I went on a search for something a little different.  I tried to stay away from the big names and came across a few which I’m still thinking about now.  I decided on the Amy Kathryn because it’s so me.  My husband saw it and said it was perfect for me.  I know lots of moms have a hard time find “the” diaper bag, so here’s a round up of some of my not so traditional finds for a diaper bag:

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-First is the Lug Puddle Jumper Gym Bag ($75). I am a serious sucker for organization and pockets and secret compartments so this one is my wet dream (pardon the expression). The shoe pocket seems ideal for diaper essentials. Only downside for me is I’d like to be hands free at this stage (toddler and newborn on the way) so I might keep this one in mind for further down the road.

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-Another Lug beauty the Tuk Tuk Carry All. You can’t tell from this picture but it also has a secret compartment ala the Puddle Jumper in the back. It just seems ridiculously functional and $95 I really haven’t seen anything that compares.

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-Le Sport Sac’s Allie ($108) was almost the one. I love the fabric and I’ve only heard great things about how wonderfully these bags hold up over the years. In the end, though, I had to go with something a little bit more stylish.

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-Vera Bradley is my secret crush. This is her messenger bag (normally $84 but this retiring color is $45) which looks like a great every day size. Not big enough for both newborn and toddler essentials which is why I didn’t get it but still dear to my heart. Jeremy despises these bags. He says I can buy one when I’m a grandma =(

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-The Loom Go Tote Classic ($95). Love the color combo & how spacious it is. I haven’t seen it in person so I can’t tell how I really feel about it. The many pockets and sturdy bottom appeal to me.

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-Babymel’s Amanda ($88) reminds me of the StorkSak bags but with better patterns.  I’ve never seen one in person but love the way it looks!  It’s a UK based company but available online through Let’s Go Strolling.

Hope these were helpful.  I’m learning, though, that I can’t just count on one bag.  Not just because style-wise I’ll get bored and need to switch things up but as my kiddies grow I’ll be adjusting the kinds of things I carry with me.  Since most of these bags are reasonably priced I wouldn’t be surprised if a couple of them end up in my closet.  Feel free to share your best diaper bag recommendation.  The hunt is never over! [Read more →]

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