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Parisian Bliss.

These photos of Paris make my heart go boom, boom.  I'm pretty sure they'll do the same for you. { via A Bryan Photo Blog }

Ring dish.

This little guy keeps me company when I get ready every day.  I love him.  Thanks, Lez. { Anthropologie Swimming Hole Ring Dish }

Zach as a baby.

This was Zach at 11 days old (he was a big baby).  He and Eloise really do look a lot alike.   It's fun to compare.   Also, he thinks that mobile might have something to do with his fear of clowns. 

Mod dress.

Love, love this Mod Dress from EmersonMade . And I still think I want one of those clutches .

Birth Story.

I'm so excited to finally share our birth story with all of you.  I've been writing bits here and there for weeks now.  And, p.s., before I got pregnant, I wouldn't have wanted to read a birth story, so you know, skip it if that's you.  Not offended. Let me start out by saying, we had a really positive experience, but I know not everyone does.  I don't believe everyone should have to love giving birth.  Or that if your experience didn't go well, that it was because of the way you handled it.  And I don't believe that there is one "right" way to have a child.  One of my favorite things about giving birth was learning what would be best for us and our family.  Just a little disclaimer.  As many of you know, Eloise was born eleven days late.  It felt like an eternity.  I hate to say it, but it did.  And I really didn't want to be induced.  I was hoping to go about this birth as naturally as possible and I knew that might ...

If ever...

...I find myself frustrated with my child, I will look at this photo.  It's quite impossible to be upset with a tiny, fuzzy pink bear.

In action.

Said Manhattan Toy "Woodle" in action...