It was a Friday morning at 7am when I laid in our living room’s couch to see you for the very first time. The ultrasound technician, Tom, plugged in his $60,000 device and set it on a chair. Your sister Mila was wearing her pijamas running around the room offering Tom “tea”. Dad had the camera in his hand and we nervously looked at each other, knowing that in a few minutes our life would once again change completely depending … read the rest...0
As we prepare to present our startup idea and prototype to merchants, investors and mentors, I have felt the need to fight some of my most deeply kept insecurities. Qualities that define me in other aspects of my life, but that brought into a business setting make me a little hesitant to go out and talk to all the people that we need to mingle with in order to make Keyo work.
At heart I am a writer … read the rest...0
After one year, 6 months and 11 days I still cannot fathom what made Mila. I understand the biology behind her, but her spirit, her laughter and her toes mesmerize me. About a year ago we were visiting my family in Ecuador and I asked Mila a question I often ask her, “who made you so awesome?” My sister, who was was sitting next to me, gave me a look and then proceeded to say “what, do you want her … read the rest...1
Between work, Mila and life I have no time to write… So, I’m just going to type the tiniest update ever.
Mila has been weaned for over a month. The transition could not have been smoother for her, I struggled emotionally a bit.
Fridays are spent doing crafts with the most amazing people ever, our great friends Kelly and Rebekah. So far we have done finger painting and Christmas cookies! Hand puppets are to follow and from there the ball … read the rest...0
Do your Sunday evenings look a lot like you Monday mornings?
No – Then, read this book.
Yes, but I wish they did not – Read this book.
Do you wish you could be doing something else, 75% of the time?
No – That’s awesome!
Yes – Read this book.
Do you have a huge to-do list of places and things you want to see or do and have yet to mark 5 things off?
No – Start … read the rest...0
Last week, we were honored with my dad’s presence for 36 hours! He came to Chicago on his way to Amsterdam, followed by Marrakesh, where he will be representing the most amazing eco-resort in the world, Hacienda Zuleta (yes, I’m a bit biased). In Morocco, he will meet top representatives from different high-end tourism destinations, network and attend exclusive parties.
Very few people are invited to this event and for the second year in a row, my dad has been … read the rest...0
There are two things that have been on my mind recently… among about a hundred others. But two that consume my peace every time I watch Mila, entertain herself while I go about my day. As a recent baby-in-arms-free mom, I constantly experience an unexpected party in my head every time my daughter chooses to walk anywhere by herself, rather than being carried there. It’s not so much that I have terribly important things to do with my arms since … read the rest...0
It has been over two years since we stopped sailing and I feel like one of those people we used run into in marinas (when we were sailing) holding on to their sailing years like their first born child. I refuse to be that lame (ok not all of them were lame! They were with no exception actually very nice… but it would be lame of me to keep writing about that). Yes, one day we will go back to … read the rest...1
So, our life is once again changing. With our awesome nanny going back to college, our new endeavor becoming Jax’s full time gig and Mila growing to be an awesome little human being, we have decided to change our daily routine. Jax will now work from a nearby co-working space, giving most of his attention to work, and Mila and I will stay home doing what we do best, cuddle, dance, be mesmerized by the animals at the zoo, baby … read the rest...0
One year ago today, I was climbing to bed feeling your kicks and shifts. In between dreams and pee breaks, I would look at your changing table, that lay right across from the bathroom, wondering what your face looked like and wishing to meet you before my birthday in 5 days.
At around 2:00am I felt my stomach contract and I knew you were coming. We called our midwife to let her know that the contractions had started and she … read the rest...0
I have never been to a more beautiful, fun and relaxing wedding, ever. During the weeks leading up to the event, ourselves and a bunch of our friends migrated to central Wisconsin to help with the all the to-dos leading up to Saturday. By Thursday, the list was almost completely clear and the majority of us were hanging out, talking, drinking beer and chasing Mila. Morgan and Jena, the protagonists of the week, were so chill that it was a … read the rest...0
We spent this week surrounded by some of our bestests of friends. They arrived from New York, Jordan, Vancouver and all around the Midwest to witness two of our pack-mates hold hands, say their vows and make (at least me) cry.
When Jaxon and I started talking about having kids he was adamant about having either one child or five (knowing I would not go for five) – we settled on two. The reason behind wanting a single child was … read the rest...0
For the past three days I have held a steady fever of 99 – 100 F, which this afternoon started to fade. Not feeling too awful, yet not quite alive either, I run up and down to our daughter’s desire. I can feel a small bump in my left breast, which hurts and stinging burning sensation when milk rushes through. Thanks to Google I know that what I have is called mastitis and that with some heat, massaging and pumping … read the rest...0
It is always a pleasure to go back home, speak my native language, savor the flavors I grew up with and admire the mountains. This time around it was very hard to leave, yet I felt content to have found so many of my loved ones smiling about their lives.
My mom and her husband Tommy laugh as they correct each other about insignificant details about je ne sais quoi, no one wins, they laugh, hold hands and move on. … read the rest...0
The hugs, kisses, smiles, the touching and the handholding is what makes me homesick the most. The casual personal conversations, the slang, smell, diversity, the music, mess and the mountains. It is easy to forget, when back in the US, that I indeed come from a different culture, a different part of the world and a contrasting reality to the one I now live in. I am blessed and endlessly thankful that I often get to come back to my … read the rest...0