Tuesday, September 29, 2009

My Birthday Wish

I can't believe today I'm turning 33!! Where did the time go? ;) Is it sad that I don't feel a day past the age of 23? Hmmm. That may be a good topic to start on if ever I get into some professional counseling. :)

Many of you have been asking me what I want for my birthday - and by many, I mean three so far (haha). With the lovely economy we are in and the fact that med school has taught me the value of a dollar (again!) - this is my wish...

When you think of me, go do something nice and tell me all about it. Smile at a stranger, help someone (maybe this?) or just keep from losing it on your kids! How fun would that be? To read about the great things you've done today!

This world needs a little kindness... that's my birthday wish.

Friday, September 25, 2009

If You Like It...

Ok, I promise that my blog is not becoming just a bunch of videos but I just had to share. How hilarious is this? The more I watch it, the more I laugh!

Love it!

Off to search if I can find this baby dancing to "Crazy in Love" by Beyonce - he's got the booty shaking down pat!

Monday, September 21, 2009

Feeling Lucky?

A cute couple I have recently become acquainted with is hosting an amazing fundraiser in order to raise funds to bring their daughter home. They are in the process of adopting from Ethiopia and this will be their first child. What a lucky little girl!

Skip that Starbucks coffee and help unite this family of three! This really is a great and worthy cause.

Check out their story here and then here to bid on some amazing give-aways!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009


There are days when I realize that I'm not one of those "lovey-dovey-sugar-coating" kind of moms. Today was one of those days.

I brought both of the girls to the dentist. It wasn't bad but wasn't good either. Basically a lot of bribing and pleading (Isabella) along with lots of screaming and kicking (Lucia). What a mess! The visit ended with a pretty good report on Lucia but Isabella has her first cavity! The dentist said it was teeny-tiny but still needs to be filled right away. As he walked out, he said the dental hygienist would explain the procedure to us before we left.

After she explained everything to me, she called Isabella over.

Hygienist: Isabella, we are going to have to see you again, ok?
Isabella: Ok.
Hygienist: You have a little sugar-bug on your tooth! So when you come back, the dentist is going to have to chase that cute lil bug all around mouth and get it out, ok? But don't worry, it's just a lil sugar-bug.
Isabella: Ok, but is it like a cavity?

I guess I should have explained to the hygienist how I have shown both the girls my ugly silver filling plenty of times and swore to them that it's a huge cavity from my days of eating gum and not brushing my teeth! We know all about cavities in our house and nothing about cute sugar-bugs!

Friday, September 11, 2009

Proud To Be An American

9/11. There are so many memories and emotions I get when I think of that day eight years ago. It doesn’t seem that long since my sister called to tell me that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. I was already at work and all we had was a radio to listen to, a radio that didn’t do justice to those tragic events. The second plane. Planes crashing. The Pentagon. Buildings collapsing. People dying.

At the time, some of my best friends were a group of guys from Saudi Arabia, Jordan and Kuwait. The word “terrorists” was starting to float around and I was getting nervous. After work, I went to their house. I had always loved to argue with them about their feeling towards the US of A. They always swore that their countries loved American people, just didn’t care for our government. As we watched the news and cried together, I knew they were telling the truth. It was a horrible day for all of us.

Harold and I went to mass that evening. I remember that I hadn’t seen our church so full in a very, very long time. I was so sad... sad for the poor people who had died, sad for our country, sad for myself. It was then I realized I was proud to be an American. Growing up, I was conflicted at times as to who I was. Was I Hispanic? Was I American? My dad told me I was both but it didn’t seem possible. I always thought I was just Hispanic, that’s what I checked off on my ACT tests and many other forms, but as I sat in church and listened to my Priest speak I knew it wasn’t true. This country was great, its people were wonderful and we were all finally pulling together... praying together. I was an American and I was honored to be one. The country was devastated but proud and I was proud with them.

A couple of weeks later, two of my Middle Eastern friends got jumped leaving a bar and I met them at the hospital. I was sad once again. What happened to the honor? What happened to the unity? Why did it only apply to “Americans” and no one else? Why does there have to be division?

I think about that today. We’re a country fighting over healthcare, the economy, who’s right, who’s wrong. Where did our honor go? Why can’t it be like that day, when we hugged and cried with perfect strangers in church? Why does it take a tragedy to unite us but a difference of opinion to divide us so quickly again? Why don’t we feel honored to be able to take care of our neighbor instead of cheated? Where is that pride and unity?

All those lives weren’t lost in vain, I believe we’ve learned a lot since 9/11. I believe I’m a better person, still with plenty of room for improvement, but still proud to be an American.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

My Beautiful Obsession • II

I told you guys I was obsessed, right?

Way too much of that excited energy flowing through me right now - just had to whip out two more designs! Did you know that "Kamal" means perfect in African? And that the Belgium flower is the poppy? Having way too much fun with this!

Hope you are enjoying the Labor Day weekend. :)

* All proceeds from my Adoption Announcements will either go towards our own adoption process or the adoption agency we will use. This is our first fundraiser. Yay!! :)

Saturday, September 5, 2009

My Beautiful Obsession

There are a lot of things that I've become obsessed with lately. It's no secret that Harold and I are hoping to expand our family through adoption. We're in the "research" phase and I can't get enough of this subject. This includes reading all the wonderful adoption blogs that are out there. I get so excited reading as family's receive their referral letters and start booking tickets, decorating rooms, etc. I can't wait for our turn.

In the meantime, I thought I would offer a fellow blog-adopting-friend an adoption announcement design so that she could officially let the world know about her new bundle(s) of joy. Instead of one design, I came up with a few. I just kept thinking of all the families I'd read about and couldn't stop at just one!

Hope you guys like what I've come up with! And if you haven't found an announcement that speaks to your heart, contact me.* I'd love to put together something for you!

* All proceeds from my Adoption Announcements will either go towards our own adoption process or the adoption agency we will use. This is our first fundraiser. Yay!! :)

I Did It! I Did It!

I dit it! I did it! My new website is officially up! Yay!! It actually went live a few days ago but I'm just getting around to posting it here.

I spent a lil more time than I thought I would designing it but I am pretty pleased with the end result. It was fun flipping thru my portfolio picking out what designs I wanted to include. It's amazing how many things I've created in the past 12 yrs.

Now I just need to keep myself from wanting to change it once again. There are so many great things you can do once you start playing around on the computer. Lucky for me, I have a few obsessions to keep me entertained. :)

Check it out at: www.inka-inka.com

Friday, September 4, 2009

A Stretch Mark Free Pregnancy

I was chatting with my sis-in-law, Ruth, today via Facebook and she asked how we were doing. I replied, "We're down to 9 months - can you believe it?" And she said, "It's like a pregnancy!"

Harold will graduate med school in exactly 36 weeks. Any woman who's ever been pregnant knows that a pregnancy lasts 40 weeks, not the 36 weeks we always assumed. So for sake of this post, we'll continue with this lil white lie.

I remember when we were pregnant with Isabella how it felt as if I was pregnant forever one second and not long enough the next. I feel that exact same way about these last few months of med school. Things are happening so fast, yet not fast enough. It's already September and our away rotation to Dallas starts at the end of October. It'll be here before we know it.

When I was pregnant with Lucia, I was so excited but also sad to leave the comfort of our lil family of three. We had our routine down pat and now we had to start all over. Harold's match day is March 15th - the day we find out if we are having a boy or a girl. Oops, I mean, if we are staying in New Orleans or leaving. :) It'll be exciting but sad knowing that the majority of Harold's friends will be leaving. I've found a great friend in another med-school-wife, Katy, and our families will probably match in separate cities. It seems just yesterday I was driving up to her porch and introducing myself. Where did the time go? The routine we've become accustomed to will be different. Like with Lucia's birth, not by much but enough to know that our lives have changed once again.

So off we go to finish preparing for graduation, like with a pregnancy you can't buy yourself any more time, it's coming whether you're ready or not. We will soon have a doctor to take care of and who in turn will take care of us. That'll be nice.

It'll also be nice knowing that this will be a stretch mark free pregnancy. :)