I am a Mommy!

Last Friday, November 6th, 2009, I gave birth to a baby boy that we named Joaquin Porter Ochoa...Since then, my life has been a whirlwind...so many emotions to express and so many stories to share, from the 2 days of pre-labor, where my contractions were coming with such frequency, I thought it might be the real thing, to the actual 19 hours of active labor, to the birth, and then the actual first few amazing days of motherhood...I know it's something that every parent goes through --- the wonderment and awe of knowing that your life is never going to the same…

Anyhow, he is here. And I am exhausted, sore, and in a haze. But more than anything I am completely, deliciously happy.

labor-ready toes? Post from Thurs, 11/5

On Wednesday, I mentioned to my mom that I was meeting Kiko for lunch at his office in downtown Los Angeles. As my mom often does, she asked me what I was wearing. When I told her I had on closed-toed shoes because I needed a pedicure, she immediately became aghast with me, telling me "this close to your due date, you need to maintain your pedicures..." Of course, she has told me this several times in the past few weeks, but who has the time for a pedicure between the nesting, and trying to wrap things up in the office, etc. I tried to do them myself a few weeks ago, but found it too difficult to reach my toes. I ended up with toe nails that were about 70% covered with polish, with lots of polish around the cuticle. Luckily, about 2 weeks ago, I went to my favorite pedicure place in Pasadena, Dashing Divas, so while I could use a touch up, they are not horrendous... Fortunately, I don't think the hospital staff cares what my feet look like --- I am pretty sure they've seen way worse than my slightly chipped dark, vampish toe nail polish...Oh and just for any beauty fans out there, my two favorite new polish colors are Bitches Brew from Lippman and Chanel's purplish Vendetta...delish.

35 Weeks

We have been remiss in taking a lot of pictures, but here is one from 3 weeks ago, at our 35 week appointment. I am sure someday I'll look back with nostalgia at my pregnant belly, but right now, I barely remember what it felt like to not be pregnant.